Post It Clans [[ Create-a-Clan thread ]]

((I'll code something for this later))

Because I have way too many Clans on here and I want an easier way to keep track of them~ The first section will be for Clans that are free to use (with credit! I like to see the projects they get put into!) and then into genre for those that are my personal use only.

FREE TO USE
(seriously, use these Clans for your own projects if you want)
BeachClan
ZephyrClan
BloomClan
TideClan


WIPS
(something in here interest you? Ask to adopt one of the WIPs and finish it as a collab!)
RippleClan (genetic Clan wip)
WolfClan (incomplete, hiatus)
StormClan (very generic Clan, it'll probably only take me an hour but it's snoozefest)

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(no touchy anything below this point <3 These are my OC)

MY CLANS
CypressClan
FrostClan
ThornClan & MarshClan (wip)


FANTASY CLANS
Tribe of the Sleeping Fire Fang
PhantomClan (allegiances incomplete)
BloodClan (wip)


BIG GROUPS
Scattered Story Clans: GoldenClan  SilverClan  BronzeClan IronClan PlatinumClan
Circle of Granite: So big it has its own thread HERE (This is my absolute baby go check it out)
Clans of the Meteor: JaguarClan, PitayaClan, MagnoliaClan, SpiritClan (all on one post)

[[ Might come back to ZephyrClan but I'm just not feeling it tbh
So time to do another and hope this one snowballs a bit more in my head

e1 - I might have to make up more random cats for dead parents, but I don't THINK the current setup has any inbreeding haha. it's hard to keep straight sometimes with these long trees ]]

the stubborn and adaptable

[[ Time to just go ham with these until I run out of inspiration tbh

idk how to spread this page to FanClans where people probably need to see it the most. Hopefully people will just stumble upon it in their darkest hours of late night inspiration/dread

I'll also probably be making a CODE BASE for these ^^ Nothing fancy, just enough to clearly label and separate sections and give some structure to the process. It should make it easier to make sure you have everything you want on the page as well as looking clean. It will be modular, so you can mix and match different formats for different sections.

Anyways, I'll do that later if I want to. For now, have another Clan!

Also I know this isn't geologically possible but its battle cats <3

((Hehe did you notice this is out of order? I wanted my masterpost to be on the top, but I also wanted BeachClan's example to be there too, so I moved this Clan that I didn't really put thought into yet down. (; This was the old slot for SunClan and MoonClan before I took them down. )) ]]



ZephyrClan

Let the Four Winds guide your paws

(Free to use, no credit needed)

TERRITORY

ZephyrClan lives in a fairly average midwestern prairie with one distinct landmark: a large butte that rises up at the very heart of their land. Two large chestnut trees stand proudly at the top, sheltering the Clan's camp next to the clear spring that rises through the heart of the stone. Trails lead down at each of the cardinal directions to the prairie, where the majority of the Clan's hunting territory lies. ZephyrClan specializes in fishing the small, clear streams for minnows and hunting in the tall grass and wildflowers for rabbits, mice, and ground birds such as grouse. Wildfires are plentiful across the verdant plain, but the tall stone sides of the butte protect their camp from the flames.

ALLEGIANCES

Leader: Mothstar
Deputy: Bisonflare
Medicine cat: Shimmerfrost
Medicine cat: Reedstep
Medicine cat app: Daisypaw

Warriors:
Nightrose
Quailstrike
Dawnfeather
Pebbleleap
Toadwhisker
Jaysong
Sheeptuft
Mintpatch
Windrunner
Kildeerfur
Dappledusk
Flamerush
Emberstream
Ashenfern

Ivypaw
Silentpaw
Puddlepaw
Yewpaw
Markpaw

Wrenflash
Stormclaw
Marigoldstem

Darkwing
Swallowpath
Indigothorn

[[ I wanted to do a volcano tribe this time :)
I had a really cool plot of like, a Clan living INSIDE the magma chambers of an inactive volcano crater but of course the volcano eventually wakes back up. Probably not eruption levels but a lot of smoke and maybe some ooze that starts off a cool prophecy plot searching for a cat that can speak to the fire, since that ability died out in the tribe and is only spoken of in legends. And tribes because tbh volcano-sounding names are a bit too clunky for Clan naming conventions to me and the long tribe names sound better //shrug

I wanted to make three camps but now I have to POPULATE three camps and also family trees??? this will be an undertaking haha
This is. a Lot more than I bargained for. But I'm also very happy to be making so many characters again!!!

Me starting these: I'll just make a Clan to get character ideas out of my head it'll be fun! (:
Halfway through: I don't want to make more characters this is too challenging :(
A few minutes later: I just came up with this character but they are my favorite child and I will die for them. >:[
Two characters later: And here's their family and here's drafts of 10 independent scenes and a 10 page backstory >:] ]]



TERRITORY

The Tribe of the Sleeping Fire-Fang lives on a mid-sized volcanic island. The Tribe has no borders, and freely hunts wherever they wish around the island, although they tend to stay on the northern side where their camp lies; the only exception is the fishing village in the southeast, which the Tribe does not claim as part of their land. While the villagers are friendly towards the cats and often offer them fish when they do wander into the village, the Tribe tends to think of them as a neighboring tribe that deserves their own space and remains wary of them, although some Tribe cats do leave the Tribe (either permanently or for shorter periods) to live with the villagers. The villagers have their own colony of cats; while also friendly, the Tribe often looks down on them for living off the villagers' fish and living a quiet life with no dangers, unlike the Tribe that claims the heart of the island.

The volcano itself is the largest feature on the island, and is the biggest mountain peak. The Tribe calls it the "Fire-Fang" or sometimes with a context-appropriate honorific "Elder Mother/Father" "Honored (or Cursed) Protector" ect. It resides on the northern side of the island and homes the Tribe's camp and most of their hunting grounds. Foothills run in a chain to the southwest, while the village lies in the low valley on the southeastern peninsula. The northern and western coastline is lined with cliffs and isn't very hospitable; only to the protected eastern side of the island are there beaches. The northernmost beach on the eastern coast is the Tribe's haven and where they spend most their time outside of camp. Another camp lies at the top of the cliffs beside this beach, where a spring of fresh water rises, an oasis that never runs dry. While rain is a common occurrence and the cats have plenty of puddles and basins in their rocky camp to collect the evening rains, the spring is still a valued resources in case of drought.

CAMPS

The Tribe of the Sleeping Fire-Fang's main camp (The Place of Dark Stone) lies in the crater of the Fire-Fang. The tunnels and magma chambers have long since cooled of magma, giving the tribe plenty of space to call their own. A system of tunnels in the southern side of the volcano's cone houses chambers for the nursery, the elder's den, and a private chamber for the leaders and council to converse. Despite lacking many predators on the island, some fighters are always on guard at the neck of the tunnels to keep watch on the entrance to their most vulnerable members. Most the other cats are in a larger, more open cleft above these dens. There is plenty enough space in the crater for the entirety of the Tribe to sleep within, and it is here that the Tribe gathers in its entirety for the bi-monthly (full and new moon) gatherings.

The second camp is beside the oasis: a freshwater spring to the northeast of the volcano (The Place of Green Leaves). This camp is far more open than the tunnels, and while the cliffs prevent flooding from being an issue, the Tribe members that choose to reside here sometimes need to take shelter in the main camps during the rainy seasons for fear of mudslides that slough off the sides of the volcano on occasion. This camp is well known for having access to the most herbs and plants, and is where the majority of the cats are treated when they need medicinal care and can be moved from the main camp. Most Earth speakers tend to gravitate towards this camp as well, although historically it has the least number of permanent residents, but being the midway point between the Place of Dark Stone and the Place of Wandering Birds, many cats often pass through.

The third camp is situated on the sides of the western cliffs (the Place of Wandering Birds). It is a harsh place to live, but has plentiful prey in the form of migrating birds, that often nest and roost here on their trips over the ocean, and large tide pools filled with fish at the low tide, if a cat is brave enough and nimble enough to climb the cliffs before the tide rushes back in. These cats are hardy and often the most isolated of the group, sometimes choosing not to send all their members back for the bi-monthly gatherings and only sending back a few ambassadors. They pride themselves on their bravery and ability to weather any storm head-on. This is the newest camp.

Before it became inhospitable causing the Tribe to move to the Place of Wandering Birds, there was another camp, the Place of Soft Sands. This was located on the southern shore of the island, just east of the village. However, due to pollution of the waters and rising sea levels, the beach has slowly become toxic and the fish, once plentiful, fled to better waters leaving the ocean dead. Additionally, sea trade to the village increased over the years and the protected southern beaches were a hotspot for people in trade ships to come ashore, further pushing the Tribe cats away. After some time of low prey, too many people, and cats becoming ill from toxins, they finally moved the camp to the Place of Wandering Birds in hopes of a better life, and pride themselves on the challenges they have to face that are from the Mother Sea itself instead of humans.


TRADITIONS

In the Tribe of Dark Stone, most cats can "speak" with one of the core elements: Earth, Stone, Air, and Water; this ability is hereditary and is passed along bloodlines. There are rarer elements that are "recessive" genes, including Sun, Shadow, Anima [soul], Chrono[time], or Aura[kinetic/physical](in order of increasing rarity). The Fire speakers, which should be placed with the core elements, has died out generations ago, when the last two Fire speakers worked together to quell the volcano's eruption, sacrificing themselves in the process. Several outsiders have joined the Tribe since then, but none have shown the aptitude to speak to Fire or were Silent, meaning they had no elemental Speech at all.

Because the Tribe has no competitors for land, they have grown to fill the entirety of the island. Over the generations, this has necessitated them having three "leaders" who are in charge of their own smaller group of cats. These groups are generally allowed to mingle as a coherent group, though most choose loyalty to one leader or another and tend to stick around the same group. Leaders are chosen by the collective council members on the solstices, and they do not usually lead for life; rather, the council can choose to put forth a new leader on the next solstice meeting if they wish. A leader usually serves two to six terms before being replaced if they are doing a good job. Council members are elected instead on equinoxes and is by popular vote, usually 2-4 per group depending on the size and voting. Council members tend to be "senior warriors", healers, or even elders.

A cat may step down from being leader, or from being nominated leader; but a council member cannot refuse nomination or step down unless illness or injury befalls them. Council members can be nominated for leadership during their term, but their camp's council members must abstain from the vote if one of their peers is nominated. Council members must remain in the camp they are elected to until the next equinox, then they can switch. Council members tend to be reelected on the council if they are doing a good job of listening to their Tribemates.

ALLEGIANCES

The Place of Dark Stone

Leader:
    Cold Rain of Western Gale (Rain) - A lithe, dark grey tabby tom with green eyes. He has long limbs and a very long tail. His long years of experience has given him the gift of wisdom, yet he often leans on his council heavily for decision making, trusting them to give good insight about the Tribe's daily activities. In general, he'd rather give way rather than push his own opinions; it's usually Valley that needs to make him speak up in meetings with the other leaders and make sure he's heard. Silent.

Council: (3)
    Sharp Screech of Diving Gull (Screech) - A russet tomcat with severe white spotting and amber eyes. His stomach and legs are completely white with some speckles of ginger fur, leaving him with a "saddle" of dark ginger over his spine and atop his head. He's never grown out of the high, irritating voice that's given him his name, leaving him to remain silent most of the time as to not be off putting. While this has hurt his self-esteem, cats that know him well will always appreciate his input as Screech always has kind words and clever solutions to any problem. Air speaker.
    Valley of Broken Stones (Valley) - A calico she-cat with blue eyes. Valley is mostly ginger and black patches, though she has some white patches scattered throughout and a yellow tabby patch over her shoulders. White flecks her muzzle, mostly greying now, and she has long whiskers. She came upon the island as a kitten from one of the trading ships, abandoning her two siblings when she heard the Stone calling to her. Luckily, a group of Tribe cats found her before she died of dehydration and she's been a member of the Tribe ever since. Valley is a fiery she-cat, and her fire hasn't cooled with age. She tends to get riled quickly and uses claws (or scathing words) before asking questions. Stone speaker.
    Shadow of Flying Hawk (Shadow) - A dark brown tabby she-cat with yellow eyes. She has longer fur than most the Tribe does and a natural inner heat, which makes it difficult for her to be outside in the tropical midday heat for too long. Shadow instead spends most her time in the volcano's caverns as an on-call healer; although she isn't a Earth speaker like the other healers, she has made it a point to learn herblore and how to do the daily treatment of the queens and elders, since the Place of Dark Stone holds the bulk of the Tribe's elderly and kits. She's a slow learner and dislikes change in routine, but determined and kind. Shadow tends to bottle her emotions in rather than speak her mind, which can stress her out, though she's been doing better with Obsidian to vent to. Silent.

Fangs: (12) + 4
    Glint of Obsidian at Sunset (Obsidian) - A bulky, pitch black she-cat with yellow eyes. Honestly, she's more brawn than brains, but she has a steadfast loyalty to Rain and to her mate, Shadow. She is an idealistic cat that tends to focus on what went right, sometimes to the point of overlooking possible drawbacks to a choice and taking risks that aren't worth the payoff. Stone speaker.
    Pale Grey Mist over Dark Sea (Mist) - A grey, mackerel tabby tomcat with yellow eyes. He has dark rings around his tail and a white splotch over his left eye, along with white socks on his front paws flecked with tabby patches. He's always been a bit flighty, and tends to favor caution over all else. Though long-legged, he's never come across as graceful and lands solidly in "gangly youth" even as he's aged. He doesn't make friends easily and is a lone wolf, though not by choice; rather, he finds himself dodging out of conversations and no one really knows him well enough --or has talked with him long enough-- to call him a friend. Mist has been working on this flaw, though, and has recently chosen Cliff as someone he tries to talk to. Silent.
   Cliff where Small Swallows Nest (Cliff) - Cliff is a small ginger tabby tomcat with blue eyes. Cliff is one of the most empathetic cats you'll ever meet. He finds it easy to think outside the box and his perspective, and acts as a mediator for most the Tribes. He doesn't have a solid affiliation with any one group, unlike some of the others, and often wanders between all three as he pleases, though he most often sticks at the Place of Dark Stone as he loves stories; he spends a lot of time in the nursery and elders' dens, and is of the mind that all stories are the key to future choices. Anima speaker.
   Stone-Fang where Brown Bat Sleeps (Bat) - A dusky brown cat with yellow eyes. Their brown fur is desaturated, almost grey outside of direct sunlight, and darker nearer their stomach and chest, fading to pale brown at the tips of their paws and tail. Their eyes and ears are large compared to their slight frame. They're deaf in the right side due to a bad infection in their youth. They are a laid back cat that tries their best to stay out of any drama, though they guiltily love listening to gossip. Their small size and soft paws make them a good cave hunter, and they can squish into spaces that would make any other cat claustrophobic. They have an ease with words and are entertained by slantwise insults. Silent.
    Mirror of Polished Lava-Glass (Mirror) - Mirror is a dark brown tomcat with green eyes. His fur is smoke, darker on the outside than the inside, so that it shimmers in direct sunlight, but otherwise appears matte black. He's quite vain and takes a lot of pride in his appearance, disdaining anything that might get him dirty, and uses his Water speaking to keep the rain off himself in storms. He takes threats to his ego poorly and its hard to get on his good side. But though he can be a nuisance socially, he's a great cat to have your back in a fight; very few can stand against him in a one-on-one bout and he's said to be the best dueler on the island --a fact he won't let you forget. Water speaker.
    Jagged Crevasse which Splits the Ground (Crevasse) - A massive brown tabby tom with amber eyes. He has a white tail-tip and a white splotch over his nose. His front paws are scarred badly from burns, leaving the fur patchy and itchy. He's a stoic tomcat that speaks more in grunts and stares than words. Crevasse is usually a brave cat, the first into any danger --as evidenced by his many scars-- but is phobic of the ocean itself and will do his best to keep it out of his sight as much as possible... as much as one can do while on a mountain on an island at least. Shadow speaker.
    White Snow of Sailor's Stories (Snow) - A dainty, pure white tom with green eyes and long fur. Snow is a housecat from afar who claims to have seen snow himself. Bored of his life as a housecat, he slipped from the cruise boat he arrived on and miraculously survived the swim to the island, and stayed with the villagers for a while before becoming bored with that life too and joining the Tribe. After moons of thrill seeking with the usually placid Tribe members, he's thinking of traveling to the Place of Wandering Birds, enamored with the dangerous cliffs and storms the western side of the island faces. While capable, he's a cat full of bluster and recklessness who respects few cats other than himself. Silent.
    Leopard Seal that Feasts on Gulls (Seal) - A dark tortoiseshell tom with blue eyes. His brindled fur is mostly browns, with some ginger and black undertones that make it shimmer. Originally from the Place of Wandering Birds, Seal moved to the Place of Dark Stone after becoming a Fang to make a new life for himself. He wasn't happy with the shy, timid cat he had been and strived to make a new name for himself here. He sometimes is overly defensive due to his awkwardness and stutter, but he's made friends and is working hard to do his best here. Air speaker.
    Sailfish with Spiny Fin (Fin) - A dove grey she-cat with yellow eyes. Her fur grows darker and thicker around her ruff and spine, and her paws are tufted. She's an enthusiastic cat and a natural at being in the spotlight. She's the one that makes all the plans and brings cats together, and thrives in social situations that require a leader; she's ambitious and wishes to be elected leader once she's a little older, and strives to hold the job for her entire life. Fin can easily become frustrated when other cats talk over her and becomes jealous when she's not included. Stone speaker.

Talons:
    Spider which Hides under Bark (Spider) - A slight white tom with black splotches and green eyes. He's well known in the Tribe for speaking his mind, bluntly, and without consideration to whom the words might hurt. He is very opinionated and tends to take polarizing stances on everything, even the small things that shouldn't matter. Water speaker.
    First Star on Cloud-Streaked Sky (Star) - A white she-cat with grey tabby dapples and green eyes. She's a timid cat that does what she's told and has trouble making her own choices. She doesn't trust others easily, even her own Tribemates, leaving her aloof from the goings on of the Tribe. Water speaker.
    Fin of Circling Shark (Shark) - A fluffy grey tom with yellow eyes. Shark is stuck in a world that isn't reality most of the time, and it's difficult for anyone to tear him away. He says he sees cats that don't exist, but they aren't the ancestors that walk the Place of Endless Hunting the other cats sometimes see. He goes through the motions of training if others are around to direct him, but left on his own devices he'd wander and follow these odd, invisible cats, often to dangerous places. Unknown.

Queens: (4) Kits (7) Helpers (1)
     Ivy that Climbs Tamarind Trees (Ivy) - A dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes. Her fur is mostly mottled greys with russet undertones, though she has two white boots on her left side, a white tail tip, and a blaze of white on her chest. Unlike most of the cats in the Tribe, her paw pads are soft and pink from her father's side as a house cat. Ivy's favorite hobby is complaining, and she does a lot of that away from her mate, Sea, and camp, the Place of Green Leaves. She can't stand to see another cat left out and will always seek to include others in conversation. Silent.
    Thunder that Warns of Sudden Squall (Thunder) - Thunder is a ginger tabby she-cat with grey eyes. She has exceptionally sharp claws and long fangs. Thunder places honor above all else and is always true to her word, though she can easily be caught off guard by how easily others lie. She can be overly detail-focused and cares more about how something is done than the big picture. [[ Thunder is from the Place of Wandering Birds and intended to stay there during the kitting, but was advised to move to the Place of Dark Stone when Whale detected there may be complications with the birth due to the large litter she held. Two of the kittens were stillborn, but luckily there were many healers that could help and the others survived; Thunder is glad everything worked out, but is still in disbelief with the knowledge that they would have died if she hadn't heeded Whale's warning. ]] Stone speaker.
    Pink Buds of Hoya Blossom (Blossom) - Blossom is a dark grey she-cat with black tabby markings almost invisible in her fur. He has amber eyes. He is the best land hunter in the Place of Green Leaves and takes pride in her silent paws. She strives to feel like a provider for her Tribe, and tries her best to not make waves, preferring to stay in the background as much as he can. Blossom is genderfluid and is struggling to understand what that means now that she'll be a parent. Expecting. Earth speaker.
    Rustle of Leaves in Morning's Breeze (Breeze) - A long-furred black and white tom with blue eyes. He's a charismatic cat who radiates calm and level-headedness, and has a knack for earning the trust of both cautious queens and shy kits alike. He's good with words but not afraid of companionable silence and has seemingly infinite patience for giving kits and talons the confidence they need. Though he abhors violence and has a strict policy for any kit who breaks his rules. Nursery helper. Sun speaker.
    Shrill Alarm of Hunted Swift (Swift) - A pale grey she-cat with a white tuxedo and green eyes. She has a darker grey stripe on her spine and dark tabby markings over her ears and the top of her head. Swift may be small, but she's nimble and is fearless scaling the mountainside on trails deemed too dangerous for others to cross. She can be a bit selfish and doesn't hesitate on choices in the face of danger, a combination that has led to injury of her Tribemates in the past, which she holds a lot of guilt for. Expecting. Stone speaker.
    
Elders: (6)
     Rumble of Mighty Earthquake (Rumble) - A large, black she-cat with yellow eyes. The oldest cat in all the Tribe, Rumble doesn't care for much other than the sunlit stones in the crater and a steady supply of fresh fish. She'd much rather socialize in silence, though a persistant cat might be able to drag a good story from her, as she is a wonderful storyteller if a bit long winded once you get her started. She's in surprisingly good health for her age, leading many to tease that she's the spirit of the Fire-Fang itself. Stone speaker. 
     Chatter of Vireo Flock in Bush (Vireo) - A black and white patched tom with yellow eyes. He spends much of his time by Shimmer's side nowadays, and needs her help to get around since his hind legs are very arthritic and cause him a lot of pain. Nevertheless, he's an optimistic cat who is always ready with a joke to lighten the mood, though his inability to move around by himself frustrates him more than he'll let on. Silent.
     Shimmer where Snail Passes By (Shimmer) - Shimmer is a cream colored she-cat with lilac point markings and pale blue eyes. Vireo's mate, she retired shortly after he did, moving to the Place of Dark Stone to stay with him. She values having everything in its place, and cannot stand tardiness. She tends to be overprotective of Vireo and focuses more on his needs than her own, leaving her with a short fuse most the time. Water speaker.
     Swoop of Kingfisher into Shallow Waters (Kingfisher) - A slim ginger tabby cat with green eyes. They have white dapples patterning their fur with ginger flecks, and a single black splotch over the right side of their face. They're a happy-go-lucky type that goes with the flow and has been aimless since retiring after an old shoulder injury, which had always given them a limp since their youth, deteriorated further and pressed them to retire earlier than they wanted to. Silent.
     Stone-Fang where Water Drips Slowly (Stone-Fang) - A solid grey tom with blind, blue eyes. Loss of vision took Stone-Fang quickly, shocking him into retirement even though he was young enough to fight for many more seasons. He's been resting with the elders, but with Salamander's help, has slowly been learning to navigate and fight without sight. He's a mercurial soul that flips between emotions quickly, and can be petty, using scathing words and outright lies to cut into anyone in his path when he's in a bad mood. He may grow frustrated with his blindness, but he always comes back to the core determination to work around it and is able to cherish small successes. Air speaker.
     Salamander that Waits for Rain (Salamander) - A young white tomcat with creamy yellow dapples and hazel eyes. Salamander was born with only stumps for hind legs, but with the help of Sunrise and, later, his brother Minnow, he's formulated a daily exercise that keeps infection from his lungs and legs and while he'll never hunt or fight, he's now fairly independent. When Stone-Fang was found to be quickly going blind, Salamander saw his own struggle in the older tomcat and decided to take the journey to the Place of Dark Stone with him to help. Salamander is stubborn and while he isn't optimistic and doesn't understate problems, he's gained the wisdom of realism and faces facts head on, actively looking for the upsides of any situation no matter how dire. Earth speaker.


The Place of Green Leaves

Leader:
    Whisper of Distant Waves (Whisper) - A pale grey she-cat with faint cream mackerel tabby markings and amber eyes. Her fur fades to cream at the stomach and toes, and she has long cream markings on her tail and face, more prominent since the grey also darkens over her muzzle and tail tip. Whisper is a clever cat, quick in mind even if she is quite clumsy on her paws. She is brilliant with numbers and logistics and even strategy when she puts her mind to it. Though sometimes, in all her calculations, she ends up digging herself deeper into a hole; while trying to strategize a way out, she lacks the insight for simple solutions and can overcomplicate day-to-day life needlessly. Air speaker.

Council: (2)
    Bright Sand in Noon's Sun (Sand) - A tan tom with green eyes. His fur is longer around his ruff, chest, stomach, and tail, and he has wide, webbed paws suitable for swimming. He is well known as the best swimmer in all the Tribe and spends a lot of his time at the beach as a lifeguard for other patrols when he's not hunting himself. Sand is a no-nonsense kind of cat that does not tolerate risky or selfish behavior. He can be forceful impressing his views on others, even if he just means to try and protect them, and sometimes it takes time to let him cool down before he's ready to listen to another perspective. He is very protective of those he loves. Water speaker.
    Thin Twig where Hummingbirds Rest (Twig) - Twig is a scraggly brown tabby she-cat with wide yellow eyes. She may not care about appearances, but she pays attention to details she deems valuable and always makes sure the most vulnerable members of the Tribe --elders, youth, and injured-- are given the respect they are due. She cuts to the root of problems without dissembling and doesn't care for pleasantries or social customs when they get in the way of getting things done and doing them properly. Silent.


Healers: (4)
    Calm Eddy where Minnow Shoal (Minnow) - Minnow is a white tom with small ginger tabby patches and green eyes. Minnow tends to overwork himself and put too much on his plate, to the point that he gets stressed and has to take breaks from everything to recover, a trait that worries Salamander to no end. He uses scathing sarcasm to cope with his stress. Even so, he has a huge heart and tries to help everyone as much as he possibly can. He's affectionate and isn't scared to show how much he cares. Earth speaker.
    Glint of Ocean Waves at Sunrise (Sunrise) - An old, calico she-cat with yellow eyes. Her fur is mostly black, with some white patches and flecks of ginger. Most the Tribe remembers a time when Sunset was grouchy, but now the elderly healer has turned a new leaf. She's always been kind and considerate, but it's never really shown before. Now, she's trying harder to break free of bad habits and thinking patterns and be more mindful of what she says and does. She slips up sometimes, but the Tribe is proud of her determination to create a healthier outlook for herself. Earth speaker.
    Forest Edge where Tall Orchids Grow (Orchid) - A large silver tabby tom with shockingly blue eyes. Never seen without Pidgeon at his side. The two brothers are nearly identical in form and in personality. They hang aloof from the rest of the Tribe, content with only each others' company; talking to them always feels like intruding, and the two can communicate uncannily without words or any obvious tells. Trying to get a straight answer out of either of them is impossible; usually, one gives some part of information and the other gives a second part, but there's always a bit in between that must be inferred. Water speaker.
    Pidgeon Plump on Starfruit Seeds (Pidgeon) - A large silver tabby tom with shockingly blue eyes. Never seen without Orchid. While it can be difficult to tell the brothers apart, Orchid is slightly taller and tends to be more long-winded than Pidgeon, who more often than not only replies in one-word statements. The two were originally from the fishing village, but moved to the Tribe to help them understand their Elemental Speech. The Tribe was short on Earth speakers to be healers, and asked Pidgeon to stay with the Tribe and learn to harness his Speech. Of course, Orchid became a healer too, despite being a Water speaker, but between the two of them, their knowledge and efficiency is unparalleled. Earth speaker.

Fangs: (6)
    Turquoise Sea where Dolphins Swim (Sea) - A pale grey tom with bold black tabby markings along his spine and face. He has cream paws, muzzle and tail tip with a large splotch across his chest and wrapping around his neck. He has green eyes. He's a reliable cat that can be counted on for his word and commitments. He has boundless creativity and is full of new ideas, even if most of them aren't practical. He'll be the first to adopt new ideas or trends, and often holds onto them long after the fad has died down. Silent.
    Rough Ridge of Cream Conch Shell (Ridge) - Ridge is a cream nb cat with white tabby point markings and yellow eyes. They have an exceptionally long tail and superb balance, and spend more climbing trees and cliffs than on the ground. While their agility is unparalleled, they can be quite gullible and superstitious. After moons of being burned and taken advantage of because of their trusting nature, they are hesitant to trust new cats outside of their small circle. Air speaker.
    Thorn that Deters Hawks from Hidden Swallows (Thorn) - A light grey she-cat with pale cream mackerel tabby markings and yellow eyes. She's always alert and observant, seeing things others would sometimes ignore. Because of this, she can be a bit jumpy and tends to spook easily and worry about problems that are unlikely to come to pass. She's a passionate cat who immerses herself in things she enjoys and is a hopeless romantic, often romanticizing and matchmaking for her friends. Air speaker.
    Whistling Leaf in Northern Gale (Leaf) - A small, dark brown she-cat with white flecks and blue eyes. Leaf is a cat no one really sees. She prefers solitude, and with her legendary stealth, she won't be found unless she wants to be. The other Tribe cats think she's a little feral even to their standards, but while she's rarely in camp, there does seem to be a lot more prey left on the pile when she's hanging around camp. She rarely comes to gatherings or votes anymore and wanders the island where she pleases, though she does stop by the Place of Green Leaves to see her sister, Twig, sometimes, and tends to stay in the untamed depths of the forest on the southern side of the island. Silent.
    Pebble that Skips over Calm Water (Pebble) - A solid grey she-cat with amber eyes. She has broad shoulders and strong hind legs for leaping, as well as being bulkier than many of the agile Tribe members. Most of her bulk is from muscle and breed, but Pebble loves sampling the rarer prey items caught from the tide pools and is always seeking out her favorite foods. She's trying a bit of herblore in privative cooking, though many of her Tribemates are hesitant to buy into her vision. She is a good-natured spirit, albeit disorganized and more than a little scatterbrained. Stone speaker.
    Ripple of Leaping Fish (Ripple) - A solid grey tom with blue eyes. He has a large white splotch over his face and eyes and tall, tufted ears. Ripple is a competitive cat that tries to turn everything into a challenge. He's very self-driven and noble to a fault, always playing by the rules even if they are rules he's imposed on himself to make his pursuits even more honorable. However, he's both a sore loser and a sore winner, and many cats will try and avoid his challenges at all costs so they won't have to listen to his whining or gloating at the end of it all. Air speaker.


Talons: (2)
    Fiery Urchin in Shallow Tide Pool (Urchin) - Urchin is a cream tom with a bold ginger stripe down his spine and amber eyes. He has a bright ginger patch on his right ear and his tail-tip. He's a lithe cat that has boundless energy, but lacks in focus. Urchin is the kind of cat that jumps from interest to interest faster than anyone else can keep up with him. He passes off enthusiasm for knowledge; it's a good idea to double check anything he says as he tends to get things mixed up and forgets the names of things often. Air speaker.
    Secret Pearl Hidden in Clam (Pearl) - A pale grey she-cat with faint cream tabby point markings and yellow eyes. She's a shorter, chubbier cat and still has a lot of kit-like qualities to her appearance, with some fuzziness around her cheeks and large ears. She's irked by her youthful appearance, and can't wait to become elegant as her sister, Thorn. Pearl is a quiet cat that is harder on herself than she has any right to be. She downplays any of her successes and struggles to move past hardships. She is fairly talkative to cats she trusts and doesn't hesitate to step forward when she thinks she can help-- though with her self-confidence issues, those opportunities are few and far. Air and minor Earth speaker.

Queens:
None

Elders: (1)
    Smear of Soot on Dark Stone (Soot) - A slate grey tom with some paler dapples scattered around his flanks. He has blue eyes. He has broad, wide paws and spent most of his time diving deep underwater for treasures. He's a fearless cat that performs feats far beyond his ability, leading many to wonder how he survived long enough to become an elder. Soot is self-centered, but loves to make others laugh and plays the long game for his jokes to land. Water speaker.

The Place of Wandering Birds

Leader:
    Mighty Talon of Soaring Osprey (Talon) - A massive grey tabby tom with long claws and green eyes. He has white flecks throughout his fur, and a white sock on his hind left paw, along with the typical white stomach and lower paws. A rough and tumble cat born and raised in the Place of Wandering Birds, Talon sees every problem as a challenge to be overcome. He doesn't tolerate giving up, and views failure as a chance to show determination in trying again. Because of this, he's tenacious, and once he gets an idea in his head, it's impossible for him to shake it. Water speaker. 

Council: (3)
    Gentle Cove where Storms Never Reach (Cove) - A dusky grey she-cat with blue eyes. Cove is the one that's in charge here, and there's no doubts about who holds the power in the Place of Wandering Birds. An older she-cat, she knows every cat and what makes them tick. She has a powerful voice, but an even stronger whisper; cross her, and you'll find everyone suddenly knows all your deepest regrets and secrets overnight. Cove is loyal to the Place of Wandering Birds first and the Tribe second, and is vocal about her distrust of cats that don't share the same perspective or care too much about cats outside their group. Air speaker.
    Salt Rime over Stone (Salt) - A black tom with a white splotch over his back, head, and tail tip. He has grey eyes. Salt's a somewhat bulky tomcat, with wide shoulders and powerful hind legs, but don't let his appearance fool you. Salt is a quick and agile cat when he wants to be, using his powerful limbs to propel him up the sides of cliffs faster than any other cat in the Tribe. He's often the one that hunts for trinkets on the beaches during the fragile and dangerous low tides, bringing the shiny treasures up to a cavern in the cliffs for his daughter, Trail. A kind cat, but somewhat aloof and detached, and fearful of being too honest in conversation. Silent.
    Splash in Silent Pond (Splash) - A black and white patched nb cat with yellow eyes. A strong cat with long claws and scars over their face from past battles, Splash is a warrior through and through. They weren't always a member of the island, and came over on a fishing boat, shunning the life of a village cat and trying to make ends meet in the wilderness. They were a feisty cat in their youth and while they stayed mostly in the polluted areas, also staked a territory and protected it from the Tribe cats, though eventually they were convinced to join the Tribe to teach their fighting style to the talons. They don't have much patience, but is a wonderful teacher and has settled down into the Tribe, learning to enjoy the company of others. Anima speaker.

Healers: (1)
    Fleeting Isle of Breaching Humpback Whale (Whale) - A cream tomcat with bold black tabby point markings and yellow eyes. Whale is the kind of cat that must always be the best at everything. He approaches everything with a single-minded determination and is honest about his own flaws and limitations, allowing him to overcome them quickly and succeed. However, he lacks entirely in empathy: he feels no connections to his Tribe further than what they can provide him or the challenges they give and guiltlessly manipulates others to get what he wants. While becoming a healer was at first a challenge and engaged him, he's recently become adverse to the role and has been shirking his duties to pursue battle training. Earth speaker.

Fangs: (9)
    Silver Curl of Claw-Scratch Moon (Moon) - A silvery she-cat with bright green eyes. She has long fur and whiskers, and the faint spotted tabby markings on her flanks shimmer in and out of view as her fur moves. Warm is the best way to describe Moon. She has a soothing nature, with soft words and welcoming smiles. She's a tactile cat and is constantly touching others while talking with them, which can be an invasion of personal space for some, but she needs the physical touch to feel connected.
    Dew Drops on Soft Feathers (Dew) - A grey smoke she-cat with yellow eyes.
    Roost where Old Owl Perches (Owl) - Owl is a brown mackerel tabby tom with green eyes. He has white flecks on his face above his brow, with a white chest and stomach and white streaks on the backs of his paws. He is rather short and squat, with a stubby tail and short legs. Owl is a responsible cat. He's often the first to stand up when something needs doing and isn't afraid to take responsibility for his actions and correct them when needed. He always puts his family first above all else.
    Slick of Rain-Wet Trail (Trail) - A tortoiseshell she-cat with bi-colored yellow and blue eyes. The bones in her front paws are splayed, making it a challenge for her to traverse the vertical cliffside. She's pushed hard to be respected over the moons and values her own independence, struggling sometimes to ask for help. Trail has an eye for beauty and will go out of her way to admire something she likes to look at, like waking up early to watch the sun rise from above the mountaintops or visiting the southern shores when the algae is in bloom. She greatly treasures the shiny scraps Salt brings her.
    Cricket who Sings at Dusk (Cricket) - A small white she-cat with yellow eyes and a single black splotch on her left paw.
    Tern that Heralds the Dawn (Tern) - A white tomcat with yellow eyes and a black splotch on his right paw.
    Crest of Wave at High Tide (Wave) - A solid, slate grey tom with green eyes.
    Rising Bubble under Shifting Sands (Bubble) - A small tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes.
    Deadly Tusk of Wild Boar (Tusk) - A silver tabby tom with blue eyes.

Talons: (5)
    Cloud over Mountain's Peak (Cloud) - A cream she-cat with long tufts on fur on her ruff and stomach. She has faint white tabby markings and amber eyes. Cloud is a cat quick to emotion and her emotions hold a lot of sway over her. She masks a lot of negative emotions with anger and positive ones with arrogance. If she didn't have such a hair trigger, Cloud would be a phenomenal fang: she's a good hunter, a great fighter, curious and creative. She is very competitive, particularly with Driftwood. Air speaker.
    Spine of Lizard's Tail (Spine) - A brown tom with almost black tabby markings and green eyes. He's a thin cat that can never seem to gain any mass to him. A hard worker, Spine is determined to put his all towards everything he does and cannot understand why anyone wouldn't do the same. He can be judgmental of those he deems lazy or useless, and yearns for deep harmony between himself, his Tribemates, and the world around him, where everyone reaches their full potential. Water speaker.
    Driftwood which Shelters Beach Grass (Driftwood) - A tan she-cat with grey eyes. Hyper competitive and ruthless, Driftwood is the kind of cat that will do anything to claw her way to the top. More than anything she wants Cloud's approval and follows the older she-cat around constantly. Her sense of smell is legendary and she uses this to her advantage along with her surprising strength. She often wakes up early to train before anyone else and pushes herself harder than she should when the talons are put into contest. Silent.
    Spiral Shell of Skittering Hermit Crab (Shell) - A white she-cat with tan tabby dapples and grey eyes. More laid back than her other siblings, Shell stays away from the drama of the other talons. She often finds herself drawn to the beaches below the cliffs, and since she isn't quite big or quick enough to avoid the tides, each journey she makes is full of danger. However, Shell can be absentminded and rarely realizes the danger she's in. She's an idealistic cat that has trouble seeing anything but the preferred outcome. Unlike the other talons, Shell would much rather have a productive, but not overworked, day with time for leisure and watching the sunset. Water speaker.
    Curious Otter Diving in Seaweed (Otter) - A brown smoke she-cat with hazel eyes. Otter is as curious as her namesake. She's gripped with an unquenchable wanderlust and is never in the places she's supposed to be, having found something else to draw her attention. She hasn't put much thought into training or other Tribe duties, and while she is far too old to still be a talon, she keeps failing any assessment and so hasn't moved forward. Being stuck as a talon doesn't bother her in the slightest; she does punishments without complaint and any cat knows that confining her to camp will only convince her to sneak off. Earth speaker.

Queens: (1)
    Swift Poison of Asp (Asp) - A tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes. She's always put together and prim, and works to keep a calm demeanor even in the most stressful of times. Asp is a cat that cares more about appearances and ideals than individuals, often forsaking the fate of one for the good of the group or to not set precedent for others to exploit. She enjoys being a mother and finds importance in raising kits. 

Elders: (1)
    Cascade of Scree during Avalanche (Scree) - A solid ginger tomcat with white splotches and yellow eyes.

[[ Yoooo came up with the shorts for this first and the Clans second so this may be a little backwards but that's where inspiration takes us this time around so that's the way I'm doin it. Enjoy the fun plotlines that go along with this duo!

also deal with the formatting shifts in weird places; it decided to span- half of it with a 1px font size difference for some reason and I'm too lazy to fix every line ]]

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ThornClan

Territory

ThornClan's territory is slightly firmer ground than their swamp-dwelling neighbors. While the ground is never quite dry and is often filled with ephemeral ponds that form quickly in rains and take a long time to drain, leaving their territory filled with watery nooks, there are only rarely permanent ponds and streams that run through the territory to feed into the marsh. The ground is relatively sandy, and where there are hills and high ground, the forest can be dense. Because ThornClan's territory is so wet, they are protected from fire and so tend towards old, scrubby trees --particularly around the southern MarshClan border-- with plenty of fallen and decaying wood littering the ground.

Camp

ThornClan's camp is in the very center of their territory, upon a large hill that keeps the Clan high and dry no matter how rainy the fall weather gets. The Clan gets its name from the brambles that surround the area: barberries, blackberries, and raspberries grow plentifully in this grove, giving the Clan a welcome barrier from predators and their rival Clan, MarshClan. If you don't know the right paths up the hill to their camp, there's no doubt your paws and pelt will be full of nasty thorns, which deters all but the most vicious of enemies. However, when the brambles are full of berries, all sorts of creatures are drawn to the area: foxes, birds of all sorts, and even the occasional bear has been known to lumber through and feast on the berries. The Clan hardly leaves camp during this time; instead, they use berries to attract birds to the top of the hill for easy hunting and can wait until the other predators disperse without having to risk leaving their camp more than necessary.

The camp itself is quite open and topped with a copse of evergreens, one of the few evergreen patches in their territory. The heavy shade and thick needles prevent the brambles from creeping any further up the hillside, giving the Clan a safe haven with thick bramble walls. Most of the dens are woven out of sticks and old bramble stems, and are nestled beside fallen tree trunks. Scruffy holly and yew dot the landscape --the only things that tolerate the shade of the evergreens-- sheltering the apprentice's and elder's dens. The nursery is a low structure in between a y-shaped fallen trunk and roofed with sticks and a thick layer of pine needles. The leader's den is inside the hollowed stump from the same tree, and the top of the weathered stump can be used to make announcements. The outside of it has been fortified with a bramble tunnel and screen. Medicine cats usually treat patients between two of the largest, gnarled evergreens, using the weathered ground between their roots to store herbs, water, and sleep when the weather is fair. A nearby yew, however, has a small hollow underneath, which can be used for shelter in storms or snow, and where cats can be quarantined when very ill.

Allegiances

Leader:
Maplestar - 2 lives remaining. A cinnamon tom with lighter points, faint tabby markings, and white paws. He has yellow eyes.

Deputy:
None.

Medicine cat:
Reedstripe - A solid grey tom with a darker stripe down his spine. He has white speckled paws and muzzle, and green eyes. Currently held prisoner by his own Clan for attempting --but failing-- to take all of Maplestar's lives, though he did take two.

Warriors:
Lichenflight - A dilute tortoiseshell she-cat; grey with creamy-ginger dapples and green eyes.
Seedpounce - A black-and-white patched tom with green eyes.
Applefur - A white tom with brown tabby splotches on his flank, including a large dapple over his ear, head and neck. Yellow eyes.
Barkfrost - A solid brown tom with a white sock on his front left paw and amber eyes.
Amberlily - A white she-cat with bold ginger tabby dapples and yellow eyes.
Petalsneeze - A calico she-cat with a bright pink nose and green eyes.
Beetlethorn - A brown tom with large white spots and amber eyes.
Whisperpool - A brown smoke tom with blue eyes.
Sparrowwing - A cinnamon tabby tom with white dapples and yellow eyes.
Marigoldspark - A white she-cat with cinnamon tabby points and yellow eyes.

Apprentices:
Snailpaw - A ginger she-cat with yellow eyes.
Dewpaw - A tortoiseshell she-cat with large yellow eyes. She has dark grey fur with soft, ginger undertones that aren't very noticeable, but shimmer golden in the light.
Carppaw - A black tom with bright blue eyes.
Windpaw - A black-and-white patched she-cat with yellow eyes.

Queens:
Iceflight - A white she-cat with lilac tabby dapples and grey eyes.
    Twistkit - A white tom with brown tabby patches and yellow eyes.
    Mudkit - A mostly brown tabby she-cat with severe white spotting and yellow eyes. Sickly.

Elders:
none

StarClan:
Greyfern - A silvery grey she-cat with amber eyes. The previous deputy, killed in a clash with MarshClan.
Riverswoop - A grey tabby she-cat with green eyes. Lichenflight and Seedpounce's sister; killed by MarshClan several moons ago.

Family Tree

Snailpaw and Dewpaw are sisters.
Lichenflight and Seedpounce are littermates.
Applefur is Maplestar's sister's mate and his best friend.

Plotlines

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MarshClan

Territory

As their name suggests, MarshClan lives in the swampiest land in the forest. Their territory is part of a large river's watershed, which periodically floods the marshes. There are only rare places where the organic soils aren't boggy with water, and most of the territory is scattered with indistinct streams, ponds, and pools. Massive tamarack trees create islands with their root systems, lending stability to the ground around their groves and are prime places for hunting all sorts: voles and mice love the hazelnut and berry grubs, frogs and even snakes can be found on the mucky shores. On the west side of the territory nearer to the river is a cattail marsh, which shelters water birds, muskrats and even beaver.

ThornClan lies on their northern border. Along this side is a grove of willows, which is constantly fought over by the two rival Clans. Unlike the forest Clans, MarshClan and ThornClan have no attempts to meet peacefully. The willow grove is full of potent herbs, and is also where medicine cats can meet with StarClan. It is also the hallowed site of many previous battles, and both sides claim the space as their own, leading to constant clashes over the territory.

Camp

Like ThornClan, the wet conditions of MarshClan have lead them to seek shelter on a higher elevation. MarshClan's camp lies to their southwestern side of the territory, on a small crest that is filled with rocks and boulders. These boulders give some shelter from the elements, and nooks and crannies within them give space for enclosed dens woven from reeds. The normally peaty-organic soil of the marshes is broken by a sand-silt composition here, giving the camp plenty of drainage. The camp is enclosed by two massive burr oaks, and the undergrowth has several shrubbier plants, including junipers, willows, and dogwoods. Some tall sedges make the hill their home as well, protecting the open camp from prying eyes.

The apprentice's den is underneath a tight knot of willow grubs. Thick honeysuckle vines grow around the plants, giving the den tight walls. The nursery is also attached to this space, though a large boulder separates the two and gives the apprentices some relief from the kits. The elder's den is the most secure, in a cleft between the largest cluster of boulders. Warriors tend to live all within the same den, a large, open space under a trio of spreading junipers, but will sometimes spread out into temporary nests in the sedges. The medicine cat's den resides inside a hollowed fallen log. One side is open down most of the length, like a c-shaped curve, but the two ends are completely enclosed for privacy, with sedges and ivy sealing the openings in the summer and snow piled up to create a warm space in the winter. The leader usually uses the other sealed corner of the medicine cat's den for private meetings, though MarshClan leaders are known for intermingling with the other cats and sleeping in the wide branches of the burr oak most the time.

Allegiances

Leader:
Chestnutstar - 5/9 lives. A white she-cat with black points and an orange dapple on the side of her flank. She has yellow eyes.

Deputy:
Orioleflash - A bright ginger tom with a white stomach and chin. He has a long tail. He has golden eyes.

Warriors:
Duckstripe - A dark torbie she-cat; she has lighter fur with black tabby stripes. Some pale orange tabby dapples mix in, including a large patch on her face and one over her spine. She has a white chin and tail-tip, and one white boot on her back left paw. She has amber eyes.
Redwillow - A dark ginger tom with green eyes and large paws.
Sagecreek - A cream she-cat with faint grey tabby markings and amber eyes.
Tendrilmask - A grey tom with long, dark tabby markings and a white spot over his left eye. Grey eyes.
Flametuft - A white tom with ginger markings and amber eyes. He has long fur around his ruff and ears.
Tawnyblaze - A tortoiseshell she-cat with hazel eyes. Her fur is blotched with gingers and blacks.
Ravenpool - A solid black tom with amber eyes.
Ivyflower - A white she-cat with dark grey dapples and lighter grey flecks. She has yellow eyes.

Apprentices:
Pondpaw - A dark grey she-cat with amber eyes.
Whisperpaw - A mute, grey tabby tom with yellow eyes.
Copperpaw - A white she-cat with dark russet flecks and a large russet stripe down her spine. She has yellow eyes.
Spottedpaw - A calico she-cat with hazel eyes.

Queens:
Pebblesong - A grey she-cat with white paws and amber eyes. Mother to Ravenpool's kit.
Fernkit - A black tom with white flecks and faint lighter tabby markings. Yellow eyes.

Penguin - A white she-cat with dark black point markings that fade to grey. She has blue eyes. An outsider that was taken in by the Clan as an apprentice. Mother to Flametuft's litter.
Rubykit - A calico point she-cat with one blue eye and one amber.
Firekit - A mostly ginger she-cat with two black paws and black over her ears. Amber eyes.
Sootkit - A white tom with black point markings and blue eyes, much like his mother.


Family Tree

Here

Plotlines

Most of SwampClan are reds.

Circle of Granite Clans
Home Page

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NOTE: I recommend keeping this page open in one tab, and using shift+click on the links above to open the others in a new tab so they can be easily cross referenced and binge-read (and you don't have to find this homepage again!). Clans will gain their color once they've been completed and the link to their page is ready.

Commentary. "Meta". Skip if you just want the worldbuilding without my rambling.

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RECENT BORDER CHANGES / CONFLICTS

As always, CreekClan and StoneClan are constantly at war over the river banks. Currently, CreekClan is fighting for Heron's Rest, as StoneClan has claimed it for the entirety of autumn; with the river icing over, it is easier for CreekClan to get to the island over the deeper channel on their side of the river.

SnowClan has invaded the northern section of CliffClan's mountains. While CliffClan has the numbers and is skilled at vertical combat, SnowClan has the edge now that the mountains are locked in ice and are using that opportunity to push into CliffClan's more mountainous territory nearest the border. They've chosen a defensive pass as a stopping point, and are hoping to be able to hold the new border even after the snow has melted next summer.

CinderClan is aiming to take Claw Lake from ElmClan. They want the territory, but they also want to cut off ElmClan's direct connection to the Order of Honey's sacred hunting grounds. They hope this disconnect will make it more challenging for ElmClan to react if they try to take more of the ravine in the future. They have not committed to this war yet, but have promises from StoneClan and SparkClan for aid once they begin their campaign, aimed for the end of winter.

HeatherClan has recently won a stretch of land from WhistleClan this summer. They've been holding the new territory, and SparkClan is delaying on sending WhistleClan reinforcements to recover the territory, leading to strained relationships between the old allies.

SparkClan, in turn, has negotiated to use a portion of CinderClan's land for the next year. They claim that they need the extra territory closer to their temporary outpost for Order of Honey healers that are researching new herbs for treating the deadly redcough that has been creeping through the south. This is a peaceful requisition from their constituent Clan, and SparkClan's warriors pay a tithe of prey for the land's use to CinderClan.

SnowClan's northern mountains have been given to SkyClan in return for support in their war against CliffClan. While SkyClan, as a pacifist Clan, won't give warriors to SnowClan to aid their fight, they allow their healers from the Isle of Stars to treat SnowClan's troops, giving them a significant edge despite CliffClan's numbers.

The rogue Order of Wolves has been infringing on StreamClan's southern border. They've even hunted the Order of Crow's usual home base, though the Crows don't hold territory and don't protect their hunting grounds, they are beginning to chafe at the Wolves' arrogance trespassing so close to the Crow's caves. StreamClan tries to keep the Wolves off their land, but the Wolves hunt in ones and twos, mostly at night, and while StreamClan finds their scent in the woods inside their border, the cats don't stick around to fight. StreamClan is trying to get the other Clans to join together and drive out the Wolves, but the others don't see a threat in the group of "unorganized rebels".

DISTANT HISTORY

There once were only five Clans: SkyClan, ElmClan, SparkClan, CliffClan and RiverClan. These are the "Old Clans" and each of them held territory that was more central than the spread-out group they have now; in fact, the Granite Circle was smaller back then, leaving them with only the centermost part of the map around the lake, river, and scrublands.

After the first Expansion, SparkClan was by far the strongest Clan and had taken over the entire eastern side of the known world. It eventually split into four Clans: SparkClan, which held the holy ground and remained the largest, CinderClan to the north, HeatherClan to the center, and WhistleClan to the south. All four of these are technically still are governed by SparkClan, but their individuality has had time to grow and they are starting to become their own entities with time; all three rely on SparkClan's healers and give tithe to the powerful Clan to protect them from the threats in the eastern desert. RiverClan also split during the first Expansion event, becoming StoneClan and CreekClan, which were then very small, weak, and subservient to CliffClan, which used them as a barrier between them and the powerhouse of SparkClan.

The second Expansion event arrived just in time, as the Clans were growing in population and were beginning to strain at the seams of their old, smaller territories. This expansion placed SparkClan firmly in the desert, where they've settled in, and gave the constituent Clans enough room to define their own borders and gather their own power to rival the two other Old Clans of SkyClan and ElmClan, though both of those gained northern territory to support themselves and SkyClan was the first to find the Ocean. CliffClan didn't want the already-powerful SkyClan to have it all, and waged a huge war to take most of the Ocean shoreline. This stretched them thin, and the southern half of the Clan splintered into pieces, going rogue. Some of them formed the mercenaries of the Crows, which originally was a group of cats that was unwilling to see the other rogue warriors raid CliffClan in retaliation. 

This was also around the time that the Order of Honey was formed, pulling the healers into a central location to deal with the outbreaks of the Red Sickness that began after the second Expansion. Eventually, the sickness was contained, albeit after a massive loss of life. During this weakness and the torn apart CliffClan, SnowClan formed from a group of cats loyal to the deputy, Snowclaw, who had a fanatical hold over her followers. SkyClan helped Snowclaw carve out her borders, earning them the animosity of CliffClan that still colors their relationship today.

The Clans have been growing again since the last Expansion, and there are omens that another Expansion event may begin soon. Until then, the rogues in the south --calling themselves the Order of Wolves to mock the Crows-- have been multiplying like cockroaches and are pushing into the neighboring lands. SnowClan, CinderClan and HeatherClan are also making plays for hunting grounds to support their numbers. SparkClan is busy with a threat in the east, which they claim will only be worse if another Expansion comes. They are trying to gather the others to their cause, but their constituent Clans had a taste of independence and have been insulated from the threat, and all three are pursuing their own goals, hesitant to split resources with SparkClan past what they already do.


Things that don't have a page yet but ideas I can't lose:

SnowClan doesn't have mentors. Apprentices are trained by all warriors equally, though some are more willing to do training lessons than others. SnowClan has battle pairs: cats that are sworn to fight and defend one another over all else. When an apprentice is ready to become a warrior, they must pick a partner to be their -- (kickass name here). The two must venture into the mountains and survive alone for fourteen suns (known as the Snow Trial). If they succeed, they become warriors. If either of them dies, the other is exiled past the Ocean. If there are no other apprentices, they are relegated to -- until they find a new partner, but do not have to complete the Snow Trial, although many new pairs choose to live in isolation for several days to get to know each other and learn to work together seamlessly. Usually there are plenty of apprentices to choose from, as the Clan has a high mortality rate and so permeant queens that have many kits and litters are very well respected, even more than the senior warriors sometimes.

Smallest to largest in terms of Clan population (excluding Orders, they're wonky and some cats are both Clan and Order)

CreekClan(~17) - SnowClan(~20) - StoneClan(~20) - WhistleClan(~27) - HeatherClan(~33) - CinderClan(~38) - CliffClan(~45) - SkyClan (~60) - ElmClan(~60) - SparkClan(~100)

Why doesn't CreekClan get run over by CliffClan? Because SkyClan says so and CliffClan doesn't like to be under trees much anyways.
How can CinderClan take ElmClan's territory? Because ElmClan has lots of old cats and also is helping with SnowClan's war.
How can SnowClan even come close to contesting CliffClan? SkyClan's influence again, and the terrain favors SnowClan (they took the high ground!). They also have a "hero" that boosts morale. SnowClan is known for their fanaticism and idolizing heroes.
Why doesn't SparkClan roll over everything??? SparkClan right now is practically three small Clans: the Outpost in the desert, the southern "main" body, and a smaller sect in the north that is angry about the politics in the other two. They also have a good chunk of healers and spiritual cats that wouldn't really count towards their combat force. The Outpost cats don't care about territory, only holding the eastern border from the threats beyond, and the northern force is more ready for civil war with the southern part of their own Clan than taking over new things. CinderClan is supporting this group and has even given them part of their territory to share so they can have their own land.

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Introduction

The Moon called to you, didn't She? You. With not a drop of Old Blood in your veins, without any knowledge of the Noble Hunt or the Sacred Migration. Without any brothers or sisters to howl your name when you drew your first breath, without their paws to forge your own trail.

But who am I to question Her call?

Even as you wandered into the heartlands naïve as a kitten with closed eyes, the wolf protected you, showed you the way to our home. A rebirth, as it will, as one of our kin. Should you choose to embrace it, you would be taught our ways, adopted as blood to our family, and eventually join the Noble Hunt with your brothers and sisters in the heavens. 

The Moon called to you.

Will you answer Her?


Traditions

WolfClan isn't a Clan in the traditional sense: they have no ranks or patrols, their extensive borders are patrolled by the season not the day, and they have no camp. WolfClan is a Clan in the literal: a collection of family units that work together rather than fight and are a close-knit community of friends, allies, and Old Blood.

There are currently five Packs in WolfClan, each led by a Father and Mother pair. These leaders are always senior members of the Pack and have often parented several litters of kits that form the bulk of their strength. They do not have to be a mated pair, but they often are romantically involved. Each Pack has its own parcel of the heartland, enough to support the size of the Pack. The number of Packs varies throughout generations; a Pack is often the close family of the Father/Mother pair, and sometimes their children will break off and find a mate in another Pack to form a new Pack.

Smaller family units can be formed, called Cloisters, though they have less land to their name and often spend their time in the orbit of larger Packs, especially if they don't have the numbers for a successful hunt on their own. A Cloister is typically a short-term arrangement: either the family grows large enough to become a new Pack, or they split off and join other established Packs. The Fire-paws are the exception and are almost always few in number.

"Lone wolves" are also common, with youths spending time away from their Pack to look for potential mates or to prove themselves. Some prefer being alone for longer periods of time, and these cats are usually looked down upon and sometimes exiled. 

[[ Which crossover do I want to give this group? It shouldn't be too extreme, since they'd share it with IronClan as well, and I don't want it to be one of my more established worlds either. CLAW worked perfectly for SilverClan, and I like the idea of this shattered group each connecting with a different worldbuild fragment I had over the years... hmmm...  ]]

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Territory

BronzeClan's original territory was on the rocky pine clefts, and they've managed to find a similar location in their current home. They lay claim to the half of the kettle valley with the most evergreen coverage; only to their northeastern border nearest the pond do the trees shift into the birches, aspens, and cottonwoods that dominate IronClan's land. BronzeClan also has plenty of exposed stone, though much of it is carpeted by moss and needles, they do have plenty of ridges characterized by thick undergrowth, shrub and fern, which usually have a slow incline on one side and a steep, rocky face on the other.

Camp

BronzeClan's camp lies deep within the thorn thickets, in a small cavern on the side of one of their stony ridges. It isn't roomy, but it is almost impossible to attack and twolegs rarely push through the bristling thorn bushes and shrubs to get close enough to bother the Clan. Protected on their flank by the stone ridge and the dense undergrowth, BronzeClan's camp is the only place the cats truly feel safe.

However, it is still tight. The dens are condensed on top of one another, leaving little space for privacy within the camp's walls. The warrior's den is in the space underneath a fallen log pressed up upon the face of the stone and closed in on one side by a boulder, creating a lean-to. The apprentices nest above them, between the boulder and the rock, where ferns and an overhanging bush provide shelter. Fresh-kill is stored under the boulder, in a dug out nook in the sandy soil-- it is the apprentices' duty to clear out the prey every night, otherwise it is prone to rotting and spoiling the entire pile.

The cleft in the rock face --hardly deep enough to be called a cave-- shelters the medicine cats, elders and nursery. Ferns and ivy grow over the stone in the summer, and during the winter, snow is piled up around the entrance to make it more secure and warm for the cats inside. There's never enough space, especially when its filled with kits, and the elders often move back to the back of the warrior's den when it gets too crowded.

A small gathering space is left outside the dens and inside the camp's walls: safe, but never private. Sometimes, enough ferns grow between the cleft and the wall to separate the space, at least breaking line of sight, but most years, a cat is easily within paw's reach of another. 

Traditions

When bragging to IronClan, BronzeClan cats say that the close quarters of their camp has made their Clan tight-knit and cohesive, but in reality the lack of space leads to more arguments than pleasantries, necessitating a role more important than leader or medicine cat: the mediator. This title is given to a level-headed cat, often a senior warrior or queen, whose job it is to stop arguments, come to compromises, and ease tensions in the Clan.

Because their territory is encroached on by human trails and paths, the Clan can be quite comfortable around people. The one hard rule is that a cat must be certain a human has not followed them past the Cracked Stump, as they do not want humans to know of their safe camp. Their current camp has been around for around a generation now, since their other camps have all been found and invaded by humans at one point or another, forcing them to move as the trails became more populated and people strayed off their paths, and they are desperate to keep this small corner of their territory protected for as long as they possibly can.

Also because of the humans, BronzeClan has harsh punishments on any kit or apprentice that leaves camp without supervision. There's many kit's tales that tell of lone cats being taken off by humans or dogs and plenty of cats, especially elders and nursery queens, know of someone who'd been stolen, so it's easy to use these tales to scare and warn young cats into behaving, particularly because it's easy to find a chaperone willing to get out of the crowded camp, but there will always be young ones who think they are invincible and will sneak off regardless. If an apprentice is caught sneaking out, they are banned from the camp's premises for nine nights-- "one for each of the lives you think you have". Kits are delayed apprenticeship-- which is threat enough to keep them in line. 

Long ago, there was a prophecy about a BronzeClan cat. While this hero had died long ago, the Clan still honors and remembers her name and the words that StarClan gifted her. When an apprentice is made a warrior, they are gifted a word of the prophecy to guard. It is considered good fortune to be the keeper of a strong word.


Allegiances

Leader:
    Needlestar - A grey tabby tom with amber eyes. Needlestar is the kind of cat that is easily bored with monotony and will incite arguments as an outlet. Quick witted but also quick to anger, he's not the kind of cat one would typically see as a leader, but he held radical anti-kittypet and anti-human interaction views as well as being a vocal speaker for a war with rival IronClan which made him popular after Wrenstar left BronzeClan to become a loner and travel with her daughter, Badgerwind. 

Deputy:
    Flickerpool - A brown tom with a white stomach speckled with tan and lighter points. He has pale yellow eyes. A strategist to the core, going against logic or efficiency is not an option for him. He has a way of doing things and will not change it unless he is convinced it can be done better-- which isn't hard to do if you really do have a better way of doing things, he's not stubborn and will change his views easily once convinced, but it does have to fit within his logic. He often butts heads with Needlestar on logistics of battles and patrols. 

Healer:
    Shortwhisker - A tortoiseshell she-cat with a stubby tail and green eyes. A fairly average cat, Shortwhisker's greatest ability is to sleep through anything. She didn't really pick being a healer, she just didn't want to be a warrior as much as her siblings and assumed that meant she was better suited for the long-empty healer's apprentice position. She's made a good healer overall, though she regrets not being able to have a family so long as she holds the title and hopes to retire into being a warrior once Newtpaw is fully ready.
    Newtpaw - A white tom with seal points and amber eyes. A curious cat that gets in trouble for following hunches. He rarely thinks about the consequences of his actions and has little foresight sometimes, though he's learning to take a step back and think before he acts. When he does slow down, he's decent at following many lines of reasoning quickly and is brilliant at weaving minutiae into a cohesive diagnosis.

Mediator(s):
    Rushtail - A bright ginger tom with grey eyes. Soft is the best way to describe Rushtail. He speaks softly, smiles softly, and has a soft spot for others, particularly the younger cats in the Clan. If he wasn't a mediator, he'd be the kind of cat others would walk right over and take advantage of his soft-spoken nature, but his position has given him the opportunity to be heard and, as a mediator, cats can no longer ignore his judgement. He is known to support the underdog in an argument, and skews agreements in their favor when he can, though he does try to be fair. He's good at talking cats down from anger by letting them vent to him.
    Featherstorm - A pure white, long-furred she-cat with blue eyes. Unlike Rushtail, who smothers others with kindness, Featherstorm takes a different approach to settling arguments: authority. A snappish she-cat, she has a knack for making any cat feel guilty and uses this to push her charges into apologizing and coming up with a solution themselves. She is a wise cat, though you'd never hear her say so, often stating her wisdom as obvious fact and being disappointed that others can't read the situation as easily as she could.

Warriors:
    Beetleflight - A black tom with white paws and a white patch on his flank. 
    Lynxfoot - An older golden she-cat with faint spotted tabby markings and long fur. Former kittypet.
    Thornleap - A lilac she-cat with dark points and amber eyes.
    Lightningmask - A black and white patched tom with yellow eyes.
    Sorrelfang - A white she-cat with some calico markings and yellow eyes.
    Chestnutpatch - A dark cinnamon smoke tom with a bright white diamond over his forehead and blue eyes.
    Goldenfern - A pale ginger she-cat with cream underfur and green eyes.
    Aspenfall - A ginger tom with bold tabby stripes and yellow eyes. 
    Maplenose - A dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with dull amber eyes.
    Windfrost - A black she-cat with white flecks and paws. She has hazel eyes.
    Rainfeather - A black tom with white flecks and two white front socks. He has green eyes.
    Rosepath - A grey classic tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
    Flameleaf - A black she-cat with ginger tabby patches and blue eyes.
    Icesong - A white tom with pale grey tabby patches and blue eyes.
    Shadowmist - A silver tabby tom with a black muzzle and paws and yellow eyes.
    
Apprentices:
    Dashpaw - A long-furred cinnamon tom with yellow eyes.
    Shadepaw - A dark grey cat with green eyes.
    Pinepaw - A dark grey tabby tom with yellow eyes.
    Hailpaw - A pale grey she-cat with blue eyes.

Queens and Kits:
    Creekberry - A grey ticked tabby she-cat with blue eyes. Mother of Aspenfall's kits.
           Sparrowkit - A dove grey she-cat with cream patches and blue eyes.
           Dawnkit - A ginger she-cat with white spots and green eyes.
    Ravendrop - A black she-cat with amber eyes. Mother of Shadowmist's kit.
           Cloudkit - A silver tom with white paws and amber eyes.

Elders:
    Cinderswoop - A dark grey she-cat with blue eyes.
    Eagledusk - A cinnamon tabby cat with yellow eyes.
     
Family Tree

Breezeclaw x Leafstrike = Shortwhisker, Lightningmask, Sorrelfang; Maplenose, ??Ivygleam?? Stonepaw
Mouseflight x Birchtuft = Flickerpool, Thornleap
Badgerwind x Lucky = Shadowmist, Misty, Puddle
Creekberry x Aspenfall = Shadepaw, Pinepaw, Hailpaw; Sparrowkit, Dawnkit
Ravendrop x Shadowmist = Cloudkit
Featherstorm x Chestnutpatch = Newtpaw, Dashpaw
Featherstorm x Maplenose = Flameleaf, Icesong, ??Minkheart??
Roxy + Tigersplash = Featherstorm, Russetdawn, King, Fisk
Briarheart + Needlestar = Rosepath, Creekberry
Ravengleam + Beetleflight = Ravendrop, Rainwhisker, Windfrost


Shortwhisker mentors Newtpaw
Sorrelfang mentors Dashpaw
Needlestar mentors Shadepaw
Chestnutpatch mentors Pinepaw
Windfrost mentors Hailpaw

Plots

BronzeClan is winning the war against IronClan and has pushed the smaller Clan out from their usual territory around the pond, laying claim to the entire blackberry grove to the edge of the Whispering Creek.

More humans are arriving every greenleaf, bringing pollution, dogs, scarce prey, and even taking some of their cats. A few have even tried leaving food laced with sedatives to try and catch the "feral cats" and the Clan has warned their members away from the tasty bait after losing two warriors in the last moon (Ivygleam and Minkheart).

Needlestar has been in leadership for a good season cycle now, and the support for their aggressive leader has started to wane, leading to some discomfort in the Clan.

RECENT HISTORY

Last new-leaf, Wrenstar and her daughter Badgerwind left BronzeClan to travel the world along with Wrenstar's mate, Allie. They planned on visiting their old homeland from the stories --a distance that would take at least a season cycle to complete, even if they managed to follow the path back and find the place even their ancestors had no memory of. Most the Clan saw this as a betrayal, as there was no sign from StarClan that they should go on such a dangerous journey, and that Allie had tainted Wrenstar's mind with her nomadic lifestyle as both a loner and a previous kittypet. 

Since then, Lynxfoot, who was Wrenstar's deputy and set to become leader, was forced to step down as she was too sympathetic to Wrenstar's choice and Needleflame, a cat that became popular for his distaste of outsiders and his desire for war with IronClan, was instated instead by popular opinion. Lynxfoot remained his deputy for a few moons before resigning the position, though she couldn't find it in herself to leave the Clan entirely; she's been a vocal opponent to Needlestar's more aggressive policies, a sentiment only Aspenfall and Featherstorm shared until recently, when Needlestar's popularity has begun to wane as a bad leaf-bare cold sets in and BronzeClan feels more pressure from humans, the already short prey of the season worse than usual, and a bout of whitecough that has many of the warriors unable to effectively support the Clan.

Circle of Granite Clans
SkyClan

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ALLIANCES & ENEMIES

SkyClan is allies with SnowClan; they are currently helping the smaller Clan with their war with CliffClan, in exchange for northern mountain territory.
SkyClan is tense with CinderClan; they are requesting more healers than usual, and the Order of Honey has been finding more CinderClan warriors on the ElmClan border. SkyClan is worried CinderClan is prepping for battle.
SkyClan is friendly with ElmClan; these two old powers are comfortable with their current borders and their leaders are friends.
SkyClan is refusing talks with CliffClan; so long as they support SnowClan, they are blockading CliffClan from their resources.
SkyClan is amicable with CreekClan; though they do not believe the Clan's gripes with the Wolves is warranted, they send missionaries to spread peace talks in the area.
SkyClan is neutral towards StoneClan; they haven't interacted much in the last generation.
SkyClan is wary of HeatherClan; they don't like the Clan's new war-like tendencies and are vocally displeased with their conquest in WhistleClan.
SkyClan is sympathetic towards WhistleClan for being recently invaded, and periodically sends aid even if it isn't needed.
SkyClan is touchy towards SparkClan; the other Clan that holds spiritual power, SkyClan sees them as a rival to peace.
SkyClan is very close with the Crows. They use their mercenaries when dirty work is needed, and historically has been their biggest supporter.
SkyClan thinks the Wolves are a joke and do not believe they pose a threat. They are willing to send missionaries to spread peace to these tortured souls that only know violence.
SkyClan works hand in glove with the Order of Honey, which mingle freely with SkyClan. Many of the healers hail from SkyClan and their cats encourage apprentices to learn from the healers. Healers are welcome guests in SkyClan and are always offered aid.


BORDERS

SkyClan's longest border is with ElmClan and always has been. These two old Clans have always shared a border, even before the Circle expanded above the lake. They feel like siblings to each other, and while they have their spats about borders, are ready to jump to each other's aid if the other Clans encroach. ElmClan warriors are used to supplement SkyClan's when invaders, usually CliffClan, threaten to push SkyClan's hold on the river, and SkyClan provides ElmClan with the best permanent healers. Currently, SkyClan and ElmClan's leaders are good friends, and the border is stable.

SkyClan's second longest border is with CliffClan. Since SkyClan supported SnowClan in the war, their border with CliffClan is currently closed and they are walling the large Clan off from access to the lake and the rapids. As of now, ElmClan warriors are helping hold the blockade, but they are warning SkyClan that this arrangement may not last if CinderClan makes a move and their whole strength is needed elsewhere. SkyClan is not interested in taking any of CliffClan's hills, content with their new acquisition of land from SnowClan.

SnowClan is SkyClan's other longest border, though the mountains typically make it difficult for the two Clans to interact outside of the thin slice of tundra the two share. While there was some contention over who should own the waterfall, SkyClan gave the land over to SnowClan when the small Clan was struggling with famine. The agreement now stands that SkyClan warriors can visit the falls once in summer and once in winter, as a gesture of goodwill and friendship between the two groups, an agreement that has turned into a lively festival.

SkyClan shares land with the Order of Honey. While the Order of Honey must keep SkyClan warriors from entering their lands just like everyone else to keep the treaty, SkyClan allows the Order to enter their land freely whenever they wish.

SkyClan shares a sliver of border with StoneClan around the crossing stones. StoneClan rarely wishes to push past the crossing stones, which are so contended that it would be difficult to wage war around them, and so SkyClan rarely patrols this part of the border. Their main hunting grounds are in the north and the territory south is mainly for other resources or access to landmarks, which they only care about when relevant. So this border often stands empty and they don't usually care if StoneClan warriors sneak across to hunt so long as they aren't vocal about it and don't take too much.

SkyClan technically shares a corner of border with CreekClan around crossing stones as well, though CreekClan would have to go through CliffClan to invade. Since they share a mutual dislike for CliffClan, this border has never been an issue historically and like StoneClan, SkyClan doesn't mind CreekClan using their territory to cross to the Order of Honey's land as long as they aren't being loud about it.

SkyClan is one of the two Clans that has access to the ocean, and since it was discovered, has always held a strip of land to keep their connection with it. While the ocean hasn't been an important resource, they believe it is the birthplace of the Stars and so hold it in high regard spiritually; it is part of their duty to ensure the ocean's waters are clear and that they are ready to read any omens in the waves, which are the most primal form StarClan warriors can take in the material world and should always be heeded.


TERRITORY

SkyClan's territory is diverse, spanning different biomes in their vertical slice of land. At the far north is the tundra: a dry, barren land that is covered in ice and snow for most of the year. The tundra slopes downwards from the mountains and ends at the ocean, where ice and floes stretch into the horizon. This territory isn't very productive and is dangerous during the snowy seasons; it takes over a day's walk to get to the ocean from their camp due to the rugged terrain and distance, and so isn't patrolled often.
        At the center of the tundra is a set of rocky crags, one of which holds a small cave simply known as the Rest. One must be careful that other creatures haven't taken up residence, but the cats often use it to shelter from storms or take a break on their way to the ocean.

South of the tundra is the mountains. This is the tail end of the mountain range that runs through SnowClan and CliffClan's territories, and the mountains are relatively short and weathered as a result. A recent acquisition from SnowClan, SkyClan is still deciding how best to utilize this land, so far they've been avoiding it entirely as they are not accustomed to the altitude nor the dangers of cliffsides; the land isn't very productive anyways, which is why SnowClan gifted it to SkyClan in the first place.
        The lowest and furthest east of the mountains --practically a hill-- is known as Moonfur. Cats that want to get away from the Clan to find their center can travel here and watch the stars. It is also a hot spot for romantic getaways: close enough to be convenient but far enough to be isolated. This landmark is regularly patrolled by Comets.

Below the mountains are the foothills. In the west side of the territory, these are filled only with scrub bush and grasses and is very stony. To the east, however, begins to turn to the boreal forest ElmClan is known for. This land is where the majority of SkyClan hunts and is prey-rich year round. Old pines and firs shelter the ground from the weather and there are plenty of sunny fields for chasing rabbits and mice through the long grass.
        The best hunting spot is the Five Pines: a generally open area that has five gnarled pine logs fallen to the ground in a heap, providing nooks and crannies for prey to hide. It's also a place where foxes take up residence and so should be cautiously scouted before hunting there.
        Another landmark in the eastern foothills is Stormheart's Despair, a large sinkhole filled with pointed stones. It is said that the healer was so distraught over his mate's death that he ran out into the forest and yowled to the stars so loudly that the ground cracked beneath his paws.
         The Boulder Plains is in the western foothills where the side of a mountain crumbled down, leaving debris and fallen stones piled up. It is highly visible from anywhere in the foothills and often used to orient oneself in the territory.

Around the lakeside the weather warms drastically: down in the valley where the lake resides, the temperature can be ten or fifteen degrees warmer than the quick hike up the hills and into the pines. This area doesn't quite have the tree cover of the southern shoreline, but the rolling hills have plenty of shrub and meadow for prey and herbs to reside.

On the south side of the lake are deciduous trees. The ground is sandier here as well. A typical deciduous forest, it is a wonderful eden for hunting, herb gathering, or relaxing walks through the woods. Large stands of stone jut from the ground, leftovers from CliffClan's harsh ridges, and the river is fast, narrow, and far down in a steep-sided gorge that is best avoided. Crossing to the eastern side is only possible around the mouth of the river on the lakeshore or after the gorge ends and the river widens around the crossing stones. This territory feeds SkyClan's second camp, located an hour's hike south of the island's bridge.
        Fin Ridge is a tall and narrow hill that runs out from CliffClan's side of the border eastward into SkyClan's territory. It is a trial of strength and endurance to cross, and oftentimes apprentices are tasked with finding a path over and down without unsheathing their claws for a better grip as a test of willpower.
        Murk Hollow is a low part of the territory that is marshy and often foggy in the mornings. Apprentices and young warriors like to scare each other that cats that don't go to StarClan, or worse, cats that aren't quite dead, lurk there at night.
        The Goose Roost is land on the eastern side of the gorge that is dominated by geese during migration season. Cats are warned off of the area when the large birds are there, but some cats inevitably will try and catch one. They rarely succeed, but accomplishing the feat is worth bragging about.

The island technically isn't a part of SkyClan, though they treat it as such. The island itself and the area around the mouth of the bridge is neutral ground belonging only to StarClan. However, SkyClan Comets are always posted at the borders and they will find a rationale to turn back anyone SkyClan doesn't approve of politically from entering the sacred lands. The bridge is an old thing made of stone, now crumbling. It may not be sturdy enough to hold drawn wagons, but it is certainly safe enough for the cats that use it. The island itself is fairly large, perhaps two miles square, and covered in deciduous trees. An old village is located in the center: only a few crumbling buildings surrounding a large stone church. The belltower still has an attached cord, which can be pulled to gather the cats from the far reaches of the island when needed.

CAMP

SkyClan's main camp is on the rim of the valley and at the edge of the pine forest. The camp itself is open without walls or really any dens, as most cats prefer sleeping under the stars even in rain and snow. The only solidly built den is the nursery: made of a thick and stout juniper, it protects the nests beneath from cold and rain.

A large fallen tree bisects the main camp area and SkyClan uses its bulk to sun themselves on, talk beside, or otherwise hang out without being completely in the open. In the summer, it is used for shade and tall grasses grow plentifully beside the log, making for perfect nests. Fresh kill is stored in a dug-out part of its root cluster at the top of the hill. In the winter, the cats are adept at building from the snow and will create their own spaces dug out from the drifts.

The second camp is more structured. Located about an hour's walk south east of the bridge, it was originally an outpost for healers travelling to and from the Order of Honey and SkyClan's camp back when their territory was first being established. It was also SkyClan's camp prior to the first Expansion. Now, as the Clan has more numbers, they've expanded into some cats living in the secondary camp, mostly Comets, but also enough hunters to support them and healers that prefer being in a day's travel to the Order of Honey.

SkyClan's second camp is sheltered in a grove of birches where the ground is covered in thick, spongy moss. Dens are arranged in a spiral shape, with the healers centered in the middle. A thick clump of ferns grows here, giving the healers shelter beneath the heavy fronds, but the real treasure is a set of cellar doors that open into a wide but shallow underground space. It's lined with stone and remains cool year-round. Most of the space is set aside for healers to store herbs, and fresh-kill is also stored here, but there's also space for cats to rest in the cool shade during the worst of the heat or to shelter from bad storms. Comets are trained to fight in the dark here as well, without even the moonlight to aid them.

The next stop is the apprentice's den. The second largest den in the clearing, the apprentice's den is grown out of a thick mat of willow fronds. Made of cuttings that have been directed to grow into the shelter back before the first Expansion, it is the only den that is still surviving of it's kind. Since apprentices often stay at the second camp more than the first, as well as healer apprentices from the Order of Honey and all the Comet apprentices living in this camp, they were given this large and protected space even over the senior hunters and Skippers. It is a large, dry space with room for plenty of nests. Apprentices are free to arrange themselves as they choose, though they usually end up dividing the space into Comets and healers, with the occasional hunter finding space where they can.

The Skipper's den is at the edge of the first spiral at the base of a walnut tree. There isn't much protection here, nor is it enclosed, but the Skippers tend to abhor enclosed spaces and prefer sleeping on the soft mosses instead.

Visitors and refugees are given a collection of thickets to reside in. These bushes are covered in grapevine, giving them cozy, open interior spaces for nests but enough separation for privacy. Unwisely, birds often try to nest here, and the cats love collecting the tasty eggs for a treat.

Hunters are on the outside edge of the spiral. A crooked-growing set of birches creates a hollow between them big enough for cats to squeeze through, giving them a small space to make their nests. The den is tight, but the hunters also try to sleep in the open when they can and so it usually isn't too crowded except for when it's storming. Nursing queens may also stay here temporarily as the narrow entrance is easy to guard, though many SkyClan queens retreat to the primary camp before kitting since it is much safer.

The Comets are placed at the edge of camp furthest from the island trail. They occupy a hollowed log which usually isn't big enough to fit them all, so space underneath has been dug out to form a second layer of dens, usually given to the newer Comets.


TRADITIONS

SkyClan is a "pacifist" Clan that does not believe in battle. That doesn't mean they still don't fight in their own way, often barring rivals from using their superior healers or the best spiritual center in the Circle. Even if this land isn't part of their territory, since SkyClan surrounds the holy land, they believe themselves the protectors of it and interpret this as being able to determine who is allowed to pass through. Guards are constantly posted on the shoreward side of the bridge and patrols watch the paths to the lake more vigilantly than their actual borders.

SkyClan cats are often elitist and believe themselves to be smarter and more progressive than the other "feral" Clans. They hold themselves as the guardians to StarClan, and while they say they hold the Code to the highest degree, they often are lax in its interpretation and value forgiveness rather than punishment, leaving their Clan somewhat lawless, especially regarding relationships outside the Clan or at high ranks, as well as flexibility on what their healers are allowed, often giving them too much power.

SkyClan has a division of hunters and fighters. Because of their pacifism, only certain cats are allowed to learn how to fight while the others are not allowed to unsheathe their claws at all for any reason, even to hunt. Fighters, called Comets, typically are chosen at birth and do not have a choice in that path as omens, signs, and dreams (and sometimes blood) are used to choose which kits will walk the path of a Comet. All other cats are forbidden from fighting. Certain Comets, star Comets or "Skippers" are the only ones that can walk the holy grounds of the island. Other Comets, since they have blood on their paws, are forbidden. Some Skippers stay on the island their entire lives and are bound to protect it. No Skipper is allowed outside of SkyClan's territory (or the Order of Honey's land) for any reason. Comets are almost always given suffixes that are about light, fire, or the sky.

All cats, even Comets, must spend a moon of their apprenticeship in the Order of Honey's camp helping the healers and learning. This is typically done during the first moon of training or even as a five-moon kit before apprenticeship if they are interested in becoming a healer. All cats, excluding Comets but including Skippers, must spend at least one moon on the island after being named a warrior in full. They are expected to hunt for the Skippers or stand guard at the bridge. They are not allowed to speak for this period. Some cats may stay longer than a moon, and some are mandated to stay by StarClan until there is a sign they can leave; rarely, this means a cat is called to stay on the island their entire life. No cat is ever forced to leave, but once they do cross the bridge, they cannot choose to come back permanently again unless mandated by StarClan.

Outsiders are always welcome to shelter in SkyClan's secondary camp, especially if fleeing danger or violence, and the Clan is well-known for taking in strays and refugees. They are expected to hunt for the Clan if able, and are immediately kicked out if they unsheathe their claws for any reason. These cats are never allowed on the island unless mandated by StarClan. They are typically allowed to join the Clan if they agree to follow SkyClan's rules, though are judged more harshly than their pure-blooded Clanmates, often in a pointedly hypocritical way.

ALLEGIANCES

Leader:
    Snowystar - 2/9 lives - A pale grey she-cat with darker flecks and a white stomach and paws. She has yellow eyes. An old and laid-back cat who doesn't want to cause a fuss over anything. In her youth, she would often be a stickler for the rules, even more so than her predecessor, but now she's okay with bending them for the happiness of her Clanmates. She's hoping to retire to live her last lives exploring the nooks of the territory. She finds wonder in the smallest of places and love in the slightest gesture.

Deputy(s):
    Marshflare - A scraggly brown tabby tom with long claws and amber eyes. Ex-Comet. He does all the actual ruling in the Clan for the last few moons, and has to be the bad cop to Snowystar's generous side, leaving him with a somewhat poor reputation. It doesn't help that he was a Comet and has the scars to prove it, a distasteful past that makes the others in SkyClan uneasy, even his fellow Comets. It was an omen that he should be deputy, however, and he's done his best to leave his past behind him and take up the mantle appropriately. He's a proud and determined cat that is sick of StarClan tugging him around, but unwilling to break the mold or speak up against it. Marshflare does believe in StarClan, but he doesn't think they should hold as much power over SkyClan as they do; he's also hesitant to throw away generations of tradition and believes their roots are the most important part of the Clan.
     Driftwing - A snowy white tom with emerald green eyes. He has one ginger splotch over his right ear and one ginger paw. He's not in line for leadership, but has authority in the secondary camp when the other two are not around and is in charge of dictating patrols and keeping order there. A friendly face, many think he should be the one in line for leadership as he's a traditional cat that holds SkyClan's values to the letter: strongly spiritual, vocal pacifist, prior healer that spent many moons during his island vigil, and a staunch idealist. He states that he's been forged by SkyClan and his paws follow in his ancestor's worn paths without straying. He's unimaginative, and while capable of ruling in another's stead, is incapable of creating his own authority.

Healers:
    Halfhaven - A white tom with grey tabby dapples and yellow eyes. The left side of his body is twisted and scarred from burns as a kit, but a legendary healer saved his life, prompting him to follow that path. He jokes that he might only be half a cat, but he's a better healer than all the rest combined so they'd better listen. A cat that uses jokes to lighten the mood and is a kind, sympathetic soul, but isn't afraid to snap and turn to scathing sarcasm when he isn't getting through to someone. Prone to coughs if he overworks himself. He named himself after his mentor, Havenfire, the legendary Skipper-turned-healer that saved his life as a kit. Born in CinderClan and raised as a nomadic healer's apprentice.
     Darkstone - A black she-cat with a white splotch over her hips and ginger paws. She has blue eyes. Called to be a star Comet, she refused to follow that path after having worked for the Order of Honey for her required moon. She travelled to SparkClan for training, since the Order refused to train a potential Skipper, but eventually returned out of spite once she got her name to show her Clan that she'd made the right choice. She's stuck it out here despite the simmering distrust and hostility and is stubbornly refusing to give in, but her determination wavers and she is starting to see CinderClan as a better choice for her skills. Darkstone is a stubborn cat by nature, motivated out of spite and other's doubts. She is the cat that does what others say cannot be done. She can be competitive, and thrives with a good rival she respects.
     Ashenspirit - A grey she-cat with darker tabby points and blue eyes. She has a delicate form with a long, feathery tail and tufted ears and paws. A competent healer, but somewhat weak-willed; she goes with the flow and does what she's expected to do, always terrified of making a mistake. Even though she's more experienced than all the others besides Halfhaven, she still acts like an apprentice and most cats don't go to her for emergencies.
     Rowanberry - A silver smoke tom with yellow eyes. He has a white dash on his chest, which because of his silvery fur, just appears matte instead of glossy like the rest of him. His fur is quite thick and a pain to keep untangled, leaving him to spend most his time cleaning it and during times of unrest when he's too busy to take the time, it takes on a wild snarled appearance, mirroring his usual frazzled mood. Rowanberry is a cat that is always rushing about. He despises being idle and is always doing some chore or another to fill his time, leaving only a few moments for relaxation or socialization outside the healer's den. He often finds himself bouncing between the two camps, though since Darkstone returned, he's been spending more time in the secondary camp. Being only slightly older than she was, he knew her well as a kit and is one of the few that respects her choice; Rowanberry is the kind of cat that prefers to keep his time and energy in the material realm and only contacts StarClan when absolutely necessary.
     Bounceleaf - A black and white patched cat with green eyes. They are, despite their name, a rather slow moving cat. They have a big heart and plenty of empathy, but struggle keeping up when multiple things need doing. They also struggle with the sight of blood or injury, preferring instead to treat coughs, which they have a knack for finding the right mix of herbs to treat, and the more mundane daily medicines like exercises and ache remedies for the elders. They are the newest healer and do most of their work under Rowanberry, who is so unlike them that they are easily overwhelmed. Originally from WhistleClan.
     

Star Comets (Skippers): 4
    Brindlelight - A tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes. She has long fur and wide paws tipped with long claws. She finds glory in sacrifice and connects pain with virtue, she is often the one to take distasteful tasks and has no qualms over putting herself in the middle of danger. A brilliant and ruthless fighter. Brindlelight is not very friendly and doesn't waste time mincing words, speaking her mind bluntly, honestly, and with no exaggerations. Most cats dislike her, but it is hard not to respect her. She is the most senior Skipper and deferred to by all the Comets. She lived on the island most her life, but after taking on the role of senior, has spent more time patrolling and visiting SkyClan's camps.
    Daisyshine - A dilute calico she-cat with green eyes. She has long fur and wide paws tipped with long claws. She hails from a long line of Skippers, each she-cat having one litter with one daughter chosen for the role. The spring after she was born, daisies sprung from every corner of the village on the island which was all the omen the Clan needed. Daisyshine is a practical cat, often breaking things down into smaller pieces to figure them out, and takes pride in her daily tasks. She doesn't want to put her duties aside to have kits, though her mother is pressuring her to continue their honorable line. She resides on the island.
    Aspensun - A brown tabby tom with some white spotting and amber eyes. A nimble tom that is more brains than brawn, but no less deadly because of it. He's more lighthearted than most the other Comets and is always cheery, slow to rile and rather diffuse conflict with words and jokes. He believes in SkyClan's pacifism and thinks the Comets have become too eager to unsheathe their claws; he puts this into action, refusing to fight unless the need is dire. Brindlelight often believes him the weakest Skipper because of his unwillingness to spill blood, but he's just as competent as the rest of the elites. He rarely goes to the island and prefers taking messages between the three groups or otherwise wandering the territory. He often feels trapped by his position and is envious of those that can cross borders, especially during festival days.
    Acornfire - A large ginger tom with a white stripe down his spine and yellow eyes. A stoic young cat, but in a different way than Aspensun. While things reach Aspensun leaving him to counter with a joke, rarely does anything get past Acornfire's stony shell. Blows and words alike don't touch him and trying to fight him is like trying to break a stone in two as he just walks at his enemies until they tire. He does what he is instructed to do and is often found putting delicate, artistic touches on things where he doesn't think anyone will notice. Otherwise, he is often meditating outside the church until he is needed. Kept his vow of silence and resides on the island. 

Comets: 8
    Marblegleam - A silver tabby tom with one green eye and one blue eye. He has a ragged ear and a short tail from a fight with a fox. An egotistical tom that is still sore that he wasn’t chosen to be a Skipper and has to listen to Brindlelight instead, even if she’s his junior by several moons. A rugged veteran, he’s often the one that guards patrols in the northern tundra and the ocean, a chore that he abhors and that hurts his joints. He’s a seasoned grumbler, but never in earshot of anyone that could pressure him into retirement.
    Flutterspark - A lilac tom with seal points and orange eyes that glow in the night. A dependable cat that performs brilliantly under pressure and always seems to be two steps ahead predicting danger. A good confidant that can keep a secret, but gives poor personal advice that should never be heeded even if he’s decent at navigating his own relationships.
    Crowfire - A black she-cat with white flecks on her paws and amber eyes. Though she hates responsibility, she’s a good teacher and often finds herself in leadership positions. She is gruff and distant until she warms up to new cats and learns to trust them, before shedding the mask and often oversharing.
    Olivesky - A brown cat with large ears and paws and yellow eyes. They are perceptive and observant, though sometimes slow to act and prone to worrying over nothing. They have a phobia of thunder and storms. They are not the strongest fighter and prefer working as a team with Rabbitflame.
    Rabbitflame - A lilac tabby she-cat with large ears and yellow eyes. She has long legs and is the fastest cat in SkyClan by a wide margin. She’s often moving faster than anyone else, sometimes too fast for her own good, only looking at the broadest picture, which means she misses out on important details often. She works best in a pair with Olivesky as they both help fill each other’s weaknesses.
    Twigember - A dark grey she-cat with lighter dapples and severe white spotting on her legs and face. She has yellow eyes. An enthusiastic cat that is rearing for a fight, she was one of the few that was glad to become a Comet. The others are warning her away from her bloodthirsty nature, but she’s not having any of it and has no intention of slowing down.
    Thistleglow - A brown tabby cat with yellow eyes. He’s perfectly content following along with whatever is decided for him and doesn’t show much initiative. His lack of drive put them at the bottom of his class and they didn’t get a name until far after their peers. They show great interest in healing and spend most of their free time memorizing herbs.
    Goldenbeam - A cream tom with ginger markings on his spine and amber eyes. He absolutely refuses to fight other cats, believing that even Comets should follow SkyClan’s pacifistic ways, but is grudgingly accepting of fighting other predators, like foxes and eagles, that threaten their territory. He isn’t a bad fighter despite refusing battle training, and has good instincts. For a cat that preaches pacifism, he is snappish and antagonistic towards others.


Hunters: 23 (I have names for them all now !!)
     Tussockleap - A tortoiseshell she-cat with dull yellow eyes. A thin, sickly looking she-cat. She has little stamina and finds it hard to keep up with patrols that go too far from camp and spends half her time in the medicine cat's den with breathing trouble. A meek cat that doesn't speak very loudly and lacks in confidence. She has a creative mind and a knack for personal relationships, giving insightful comments and inferences when she's brave enough to speak up. Twig's sis, likes Wave
     Waveflight  - A dark grey tom with lighter markings and white speckles. He has green eyes. A people pleaser, he's always falling over himself to try and be helpful. He fears being made irrelevant and tries to tie himself to as many cats as possible, believing that his skills aren't enough and that he always needs to do more to prove himself. He has a crush on Twigember and though he's afraid to talk with her for fear of rejection, he's always trying to grab her attention. Previously ElmClan.
     Sumacfoot - An older white tom with a ginger tail-tip and ears. He has golden eyes. His muzzle is starting to grey and his whiskers are drooping with his age. A proud tom, he will never accept help or advice on anything. He finds it his goal to impart his wisdom, however lacking it may be, on the younger generation and even the older cats can't get away from his never ending lectures. He's a long winded cat that loves telling stories and is quite good at it, even if he is a pathological liar that can't help but embellish every tale.
     Luckysnarl - Adoptive brother of Rabbitflame. A spiky-furred black tom with blue eyes. He has a silver tabby patch on his left shoulder. Luckysnarl thinks he's the life of the party, but he's not very funny, a little too loud, and without tact that puts his jokes solidly into uncomfortable territory most of the time. He's good at bouncing back from negativity of all sorts, and is usually the first one to pull himself back together after tough situations, encouraging everyone to normality. He was found in the middle of the plains in winter as a kit with no idea who his parents are or how he survived the cold without shelter until the patrol found him-- no other pawprints were seen either. He was adopted by Bearchill and as he shouldn't have lived, she called him Luckykit.
     Tallstream - A cinnamon cat with long legs and amber eyes. They have golden undertones to their fur, making it shimmer in the light, appearing ginger at sunset. They are a vain cat that worries about their reputation and will do anything to keep themselves and their image clean. A nimble cat, they boast that they ran all the way to the Order of Honey's camp in a single day-- a feat that saved Beavertail from dying of snake venom in the past. They are a fantastic hunter, and will often catch enough early in the patrol that they can wander about for the relax the rest of the day and get away with it.
     Vulturewing - A brown tabby tom with a darker stripe down his back and dark paws. He has a white tail-tip and green eyes. Large scars cover his front left leg and his left ear is hardly there anymore, shredded to the base. A responsible cat that sacrifices for the group, but can be overzealous and pious, holding minor errors against a cat for far too long. He's the kind of cat that judges other's actions but justifies his own motivations. Cares deeply about family; he idolizes Bearchill and hates Flutterspark, believing his father moved on too quickly and was the cause of their breakup.
     Shalewhisker - A light grey cat with darker horizontal stripes and yellow eyes. Genderfluid. Her paws are speckled with black, as are her ears, chest, and tail. Her ears are tufted and she has long whiskers. She's the kind of cat that's always ready for a laugh, though she rarely speaks and lets other cats control the flow of conversation. A steadfast hunter, he loves the cold and can often be found curled under the snow after wandering through the tundra in winter. While they love being around others, he also has a need for solitude and may take a few days for himself away from camp before returning, full of smiles and ready to go again.
     Mossears - A tortoiseshell tom with large, tufted ears and amber eyes. Most of his fur is ginger, but he has flecks of black throughout and intermittent white patches with faint tabby markings of cream. His eyes are under thick brows, keeping them hooded, and the weight of his ears folds the tips down; this tickles the poor tom, however, as the long fur brushes the sensitive inner folds of his ear! Ironically, even with his large ears and his name, Mossears is hard of hearing, particularly in the lower pitches, and struggles to focus if there is too much background noise since the sounds flow together. He excels at fishing and is the best fisher in the Clan, spending most his time at the shallow delta from the mountain icemelt catching fish for the southern camp.
     Redcloud - A white tom with a striking red tail and yellow eyes. He has one red splotch on his right shoulder and a few flecks on that flank. He has muscular shoulders, though he hasn't trained a day in his life to fight. He was originally a healer, but while he was determined, he froze during times of stress and couldn't keep his cool, leading him to drop the path and become a hunter instead, since his failures were causing him stress and hurt his confidence. He's found himself to be much happier as a hunter and reconciled helping his Clan in a different way. Redcloud still can be stubborn to change his ways and doesn't go out of the comfort zone he's established for himself, but he leads a far more balanced life than he did and is happy to lay down his bold ambitions of putting the world on his shoulders to instead focus all his energy on being a good father to his new family, helping Clovertwist raise their kits as much as he is able.
     Creekwolf - A drab black tabby she-cat with grey eyes. Her tabby markings are so faint in her fur, you'd only notice them in the moonlight or bright sunlight when the silvering that lines them creates patches that were less matte black than her base coat. Five white dots run down her front left paw, ending in a boot that only covers her toes. Her grey eyes don't reflect light in the dark, leaving her with poor night vision, but also rendering this dark cat completely invisible. She prefers lurking in the darkness, using her hearing and smell to map her surroundings rather than her sight; even in the daytime, it isn't uncommon to see her wandering about with her eyes closed, using only her other senses to keep her oriented. Creekwolf isn't a sociable type, and will follow wolf packs, even approaching them on some occasions.
     Bearchill - A large, brown tabby she-cat with yellow eyes and long fangs. A frosty she-cat to anyone but her family, she is protective and dotes on her kits, even after they've grown up. She's spent most of her adult life in and out of the nursery, spending the time in between her litters as a queen to help Dunefall and Aspensun raise their kits, since she apprenticed with Aspensun and they are good friends. She's not transitioning into her position as a hunter very well, having never been particularly agile and having not kept up her form or training at all since she became a hunter moons ago. She is also devistated at the loss of Pinepaw recently to an eagle, and Brownpaw's decision to join ElmClan so soon after Flutterspark also left her.
     Stormdapple - A grey and white patched tom with green eyes. His fur is mostly grey, with lighter greys swirled in indistinct patterns that almost resemble classic tabby patterns, but not so clearly defined. His stomach is white which creeps up along his flanks, and he has a white circle around his ruff. His tail-tip is also white, as well as long socks on his hind paws. An arrogant cat, no one is quite sure how he hasn't died already from the stupid choices he makes on the daily. He bites off more than he can chew, and lets others deal with the consequences while he flees. He really is quite a coward, though his fear doesn't kick in quite soon enough to stop him from leaping headfirst into danger-- only when he's in too deep does he panic and realize his mistake.
     Ospreypoint - A dark, chocolate tom with lilac point markings and yellow eyes. While he's actually has brown fur, his color is so deep that it appears black and cream until he's in direct sunlight, where the browns start to show. His fur is glossy, thick, and very hot in the summer; he often spends the warmer seasons in the far north, only venturing southwards in the depths of winter to visit his kin in the southern camp. He loves the sight of the ocean and brings tales of it home, which Aspensun eats up. He aspires to venture north along the ocean's edge, mapping the unknown lands that are rumored to have a bridge to the Otherland like the desert to the southeast does.
     Nightcall - A dark chocolate tabby she-cat with amber eyes. 
     Beavertail -
     Harepounce -
     Tundrashadow -
     Dunefall - Previously sparkclan
     Irisflight - Born in the order of Honey
     Softlake -
     Bluefang -
     Gorsebreeze - Previously heatherclan
     Peatclaw - Previously StoneClan
     Sunpool - 


Apprentices: 9
    Stripepaw - 1 - A white tom with a bold grey stripe down his spine, grey tail rings and a grey patch over his left eye. The stripe is darker down the center and lighter at the edges. His eyes are mostly yellow, with an amber ring near the pupil
    Cloudedpaw - 1 - A grey tom with cloud-like white dapples throughout his fur and yellow eyes. The grey of his fur fades to a paler color at his points and he has a jagged white blaze over his muzzle. A relaxed cat, he is down to earth and a stickler for the rules, often the tattletale of the group. Because of this, he can be excluded from events where minor rule-breaking is to be expected which leaves him feeling like he's missing out but also upset that they know they are doing wrong, but do it anyways. He is comforted by the fact that the senior warriors rely on his rule-enforcing nature to put him in charge of the other apprentices and to keep them in line when the older cats turn their backs.
    Dewpaw -  A silvery grey she-cat with short fur. Her color fades towards her paws, leaving her spine almost pale grey while her stomach is white and shimmering. Her points have fainter tabby markings running through them. Her eyes are amber with gold flecks. Her sister, once Asterpaw and now called Bravepaw, is currently in SnowClan. She is training to be a Comet, which she despises as she doesn't want to be as warlike as her sister.
    Floepaw - 2 - A cream she-cat with seal points and amber eyes. She only has three legs and is missing the left hind at the knee, but like the rest of her family, has the seven-toed polydactyly on her front two paws. Floepaw is a ray of sunshine to everyone she meets. Cheery and personable, she can find a way into anyone's heart. Some may find her persistence irritating and her energy can wear on introverts in the long run; she's not a very good listener, preferring to be the one talking and even if she does care about the cat she's trying to support, may find herself zoning out. She's aware of this flaw and tries her best to improve at it since she's become a healer. Healer's apprentice.
    Oceanpaw - 2 - A black tom with silvery grey eyes. He's larger than both his sisters, having broad shoulders and a wide but short tail. He has a broad, somewhat flat face with exceptionally long cheek tufts and whiskers. Like his siblings, he has seven toes on both his front paws. A skittish cat, he has a fear of birds of prey which manifests as anxiety when he's under an open sky. Despite this, or perhaps because of it, he has a calming presence in the face of other's fears and is gentle with his patents; many cats appreciate his slow, deliberate mannerisms and empathy. When everyone is comfortable, though, he's the one that worries enough for the entire group. Healer's apprentice.
    Sunsetpaw - 2 - A black she-cat with fur that fades to ginger on her stomach and paws. She has white flecks throughout her fur, more noticeable and in larger patches on the black side than the ginger, though she has two white boots on her front paws that run to speckles up the fronts. A white dapple covers the back of her right hind leg and another over her cheek and neck. She has amber eyes.
    Ochrepaw - From SparkClan.
    Kildeerpaw - A tan tom with black markings and yellow eyes. He has dark rings on his tail and thick tabby markings down his spine, with more around his neck and points. He has long legs and powerful, hooked claws. A loud and obnoxious cat, Kildeerpaw will find anything to brag about. He puts himself at the center of the world, having a closed mind to anything that doesn't impact him. He doesn't understand SkyClan's pacifism or their strict rules and breaks them when he thinks he can get away with it. For all the faults of his youth, Kildeerpaw is brave and won't hesitate to throw himself in the way of harm to save another, even cats he doesn't like. From StoneClan.
    Troutpaw - From StoneClan.

Queens and Kits: 3/7

Clovertwist - A torbie she-cat with green eyes. Mother of Redcloud's kits. 
Tawnykit - A dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.
Ravenkit - A white tom with black "wings" on his back, a black tail tip and yellow eyes.
Daffodilkit - A golden she-cat with green eyes.
Russetkit - A ginger tom with yellow eyes.
Sandkit - A pale ginger tom with golden tabby spots and yellow eyes.

Duskshine - A cinnamon classic tabby she-cat with seal points and yellow eyes. Mother of Flutterspark's kit
Mothkit - A lilac tom with faint, thick tabby markings and dark points. He has green eyes.

Reedheart - A grey she-cat with green eyes. Mother of Rubygaze's (CinderClan tom's) litter. Previously StoneClan. 


Elders: 3

Visitors: ?


FAMILY TREE
(Yes the colors are gross but it should help in the long run hopefully.
The first color is gender as always (pink=female blue=male green=nb yellow=gnc
And the second color is their Clan affiliation.
Instead of processing it all at once, it can be helpful to just look at Clan or gender as two passes.)

Roseflame + ?? = Tawnylight
Tawnylight + ?? = Daisyshine
Bearchill + Flutterspark = Rabbitflame, Vulturewing, Luckysnarl(adoptive); Pinepaw, Brownpaw
Tundrashadow + Rowanberry = Dewpaw, Bravepaw
Softlake + ??? = Stripepaw, Cloudedpaw
Dunefall + Aspensun = Floepaw, Sunsetpaw, Oceanpaw
Clovertwist + Redcloud = Tawnykit, Ravenkit, Daffodilkit, Russetkit, Sandkit
Duskshine + Flutterspark = Mothkit
Reedheart + ??? = Kildeerpaw, Troutpaw
Reedheart + ??? = ???
Jaylily + Marshflare = Twigember, Tussockleap
Clovertwist + Firesky = Goldenbeam, Acornfire, Sunpool
Gorgefern + Sumacfoot = Firesky, Ashstrike, Tumblenose
Willowflame + Beavertail = Aspensun, Ospreypoint, Nightcall; Hawkshine, Molepaw


Bearchill and Flutterspark are ex-mates (antagonistic)
Bearchill adopted Luckysnarl as an abandoned kit
Flutterspark and Duskshine are mates
Dunefall and Aspensun are mates
Clovertwist and Redcloud are mates
Jaylily(SparkClan) and Marshflare are ex-mates (friendly)
Vulturewing has a crush on Blizzardtuft (SnowClan)




PLOTS

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[[ Hey hey! It's been a while since I posted a one-off with no extra bits, so imma do that~
I made a hub for the Circle of Granite, but I'll post the finished ones here and link them up too. I'll just be doing the wip/edits over on that page instead.

Also welcome to yall other posters! I love seeing the creativity and I wish there was a way to comment on them more without filling this with chat posts. Hmmmm, if you think of any solutions to that, dm me. I might just make a separate thread/den and link it here for worldbuilding-related chat; that way, we can all complement each other on these wonderful Clans! ]]

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HISTORY

(Extended history of ShadowRiver setting here)

The ShadowRiver Clans thought their fantastical problems would end when Thromin ate the last Guardian, Tigris, but when nightmares begin to come to life, monsters unlike anything they'd ever seen haunting their dreams and killing cats in their sleep, FlameClan, BlossomClan and ShadowClan joined together once more to survive. They discover that these "nightmares" are the echos of Svan creatures, on a plane that is neither the real world, nor Siva. They called this place the Dream, a place cats can only go in their sleep.

It's then that the Clans, along with Blizzard and Opal, come to a decision: their three Clans are nearly broken after the Guardians attacked, they need time to recover. But the nightmares must be fought. They take volunteers, cats who will alter their bodies and souls to better fight in the Dream. With the help of Opal, these cats become the first Ghosts.

At first, the Ghosts' physical bodies remained in their respective Clans, but after they began to show physical signs of their change--from the living to not-quite-alive--Blizzard knew it was only a matter of time before the Clans' fear of their own Clanmates outweighed that of the nightmares and these brave warriors were slaughtered in their unusual sleep, even as they fought every night for their Clanmates' lives.

Blizzard stole the Ghosts away. And, with the help of Opal and a few other Svans, he wiped the Clans' collective memory of all things supernatural, including the Nightmares. But ignorance didn't mean safety and the Ghosts were still needed to protect the Clans they once were a part of. They became PhantomClan, sworn to protect all the territories from the nightmares that stalk dreams and hunt souls. They shoulder the burden of the supernatural for their three neighbors, a thankless, exhausting job, but one that, as Ghosts, they alone are capable of.

To the other Clans, PhantomClan is reclusive and secretive, a Clan of assassins and rogues, stories to scare kits with. They never see a warrior even if their borders are freshly marked. They don't know a single cat, only names, scents, a whisper of a voice, as if in a dream. In all ways, PhantomClan cats are only ghosts.

A PAW IN BOTH WORLDS
PhantomClan cats live two lives, one in the Dream and one in the Waking. The Clan must be careful to ensure they have enough strength in both territories at all times, as danger can strike at any moment and it takes time for the cats to cross over fully. To the other groups in the forest, PhantomClan is little more than a myth: a Clan that doesn't have much land in the Waking, but protects them all from threats in the Dream. The only cat that is ever seen regularly is the Speaker, who visits gatherings in the leader's stead.

The daily life of a PhantomClan cat can be complex. Once they become Ghosts, PhantomClan cats require less food or sleep than a normal cat. While they still must eat and drink eventually, they only hunger every three days on average and can go even longer without water with no ill effects. They also can be awake for up to three days and three nights before becoming tired, though when they do fall into a full sleep, they will sleep for long periods of time, sometimes days on end.

MOVING BETWEEN WORLDS
Ghosts often are crossing fully back and forth between the Dream and Waking. This is a simple process where the body is fully asleep in one world and can move around in the other, fully corporeal and able to touch and interact with the world around them. Crossing over is the most common way cats move from one plane to the other. Dreamless sleep (in which both bodies are sleeping and the mind rests) still must be had --while the body is rested, the mind is not, and cats that haven't slept before crossing over will still be tired on the other end. Being Blurred is an alternative to full sleep, but must be done more frequently or for longer than true sleep to be fully rested.

The danger for all PhantomClan cats is that crossing over leaves a physical body on the other side. A cat must be careful to cross over in a place where their body is safe, and must cross over every once in a while so that their body doesn't Fade in either world, leaving them stranded. Some cats choose to let one body or the other die, leaving themselves trapped in the Waking or the Dream; this isn't recommended, as there will always be a feeling of loss, like you are only half of yourself, which drives many cats mad or leaves them depressed. Unfortunately, this occurs when a cat's body dies while they are occupying the other. Cats stuck in the Dream will Fade more quickly than those stuck in the Waking. Cats that only have one body, for any reason, are known as Souls. 

PhantomClan cats can "Dreamwalk": a meditative trance where they are partially in the Waking and partially in the Dream. In this state, a cat is not fully corporeal and can pass through objects like a ghost. They can't interact with objects in the Waking or the Dream, unless with great willpower, and appear faded. With practice, a PhantomClan cat that is Dreamwalking can become invisible to normal cats, and masters of the art can be invisible even to Ghost eyes and hide their scent. It is even harder to be invisible to Dreamers, however. Cats that are Dreamwalking must maintain a meditative, somewhat dissociated mind: heavy emotion or quick thinking can quickly snap a cat back into reality and the Waking, hopefully not while they are passing through a tree trunk!

A cat can also "nap" called Blur, which is a passive form of Dreamwalking where the body on both sides is inanimate, but receptive to stimuli. This allows a cat to fade between the two worlds, ready to spring to action in either one when necessary, while also being in a state of sleep that allows the body to rest and recover strength.

BECOMING A GHOST
While cats may be born with affinities for the Dream, any cat may become a Ghost. To do so, cats are given a mixture of herbs that kills the body, sending them to the Dream, where another mixture administered in the Dream links them back to the body, making them officially Ghosts and technically Undead creatures (hence, why they need to eat and sleep less). This process is easy for young cats, especially those born in PhantomClan and with a full understanding of what the process entails, but technically any cat can be made into a Ghost. The older a cat is and the less PhantomClan blood they have, the more dangerous the process is, and not all outsiders survive the process, though the mortality of PhantomClan apprentices is extremely low.

Affinity for the Dream and natural ability to Dreamwalk in the Waking is genetic and tied to maternal lines. Having an extreme tie to the Dream isn't always a good thing: some cats find it difficult to cross back into the Waking if they are too strongly connected, and tend to have shorter lifespans and Fade quickly. Cats that spend most their time in the Waking, however, can easily outlive any normal cat, as they age slower and can easily reach 200+ moons before retiring, another reason PhantomClan doesn't interact much with the other Clans.

It is well-known that orange cats cannot visit the Dream, as something with the X-linked gene prevents them from doing so. Tortoiseshells have a similar problem, and while they may be able to Dreamwalk, are rarely able to fully cross over. Cats that cannot visit the Dream are called Empty, and those that struggle are called Hollow. The derogatory and rude word to reference cats that cannot Dreamwalk is "Soulless", implying that those cats don't have a soul since they cannot project. Because of this, orange cats and tortoiseshells are very rare in PhantomClan: sometimes stronger tortoiseshells try to become Ghosts, many die, but those that survive can become full Ghosts, though many spend most their time in the Waking. It is difficult for a non-Ghost cat to fit in, but some normal cats remain fully in the Waking as part of PhantomClan. The Speaker must be a non-Ghost, and so usually is an orange or tortoiseshell cat with mixed blood.

TERRITORY

PhantomClan occupies only a small territory in the Waking. As they only rarely need to eat and prefer to stay hidden from the other Clans, they don't particularly want to have land to protect-- most cats prefer the Dream to the Waking, and don't want to have to spend their time patrolling, hunting, or fending off predators when they could be in the Dream instead. PhantomClan pretends to have much more territory than they actually use, and fake "border" patrols are sent out sometimes to keep up the illusion. They can't be too lax about their borders, however: when over half the Clan's warriors are asleep, their bodies need to be protected. PhantomClan can never appear weak enough that their neighbors attempt a raid. Even if their warriors are feared as Revenants or demons and the heart of many terror tales!

What territory PhantomClan holds is wet and boggy. Their land is the lowest elevation of any of the Clans', with much of the watershed from FireClan's hills and ShadowClan's myriad of streams emptying into PhantomClan's marshes. At least their closest neighbors, BlossomClan, have ridges between their wet meadows to keep their paws dry! PhantomClan's cats excel at catching all sorts of cold-blooded prey: snakes, frogs, fish and lizards are all staples. Waterfowl are welcome additions to the fresh-kill pile too, but are only hunted when populations are high. Mice, shrews, voles and other small mammals are harder to find as the damp bog-scent overpowers prey trails, but rodents are also prized treats when caught. 

Their border to the west is the Blue River, the largest moving water source in the territories. It splits BlossomClan's land from PhantomClan's; this border is very stable, as unless the forest experiences extreme drought, the river is completely impassable along this border. The bend in the river divides PhantomClan from about half of ShadowClan's border to the south as well-- their only contested border with the Clans is ShadowClan's eastern forests and it's hardly contested at all, as ShadowClan has much more productive territory deeper within their borders and rarely ventures across the river except to mark this border and lay claim to an herb patch further east. ShadowClan often holds their possession of the herb patch over PhantomClan, not knowing that their Ghosts can simply Dreamwalk across the border and take what they need!

CAMP

PhantomClan's camp lies close to the bend in the river, within sight of both BlossomClan and ShadowClan land, even in greenleaf. It's the safest place in the entire territory, actually, since two of the camp's flanks are protected by the nearly impenetrable river-- any cat that wanted to approach PhantomClan's camp would have to find a crossing up or downstream and then sneak through the entirety of PhantomClan's hunting grounds unseen before they could reach the Clan's heart. 

Their camp also has the benefit of being one of the few elevated patches of ground in the entire territory. It's not much, hardly a hill, but its enough to keep the ground from going to mud. Several large cottonwood trees stand sentry around this hillside, keeping the soil from eroding away, and bushes, briars and shrubs grow more thickly here than anywhere else in the territory as it's the only stable ground to put down root, shielding their camp from prying eyes.

PhantomClan cats don't organize their dens by rank. It's rather illogical to have dedicated nests for cats that might only sleep one night out of three, be Dreaming for many days, or be Blurred for weeks! Instead, all non-Ghosts share a den: a small but cozy hollow dug between the roots of one of the camp's large cottonwoods and shaded by a dense patch of ferns. This is so that they won't be bothered by the rest of PhantomClan's odd circadian rhythms.

Queens nursing kits reside under the lip of a outcropping of slate. The dark stone sits at the very top of the hill, flat at the top and hollow underneath as the earth erodes around it. The top of the stone is a hotspot for PhantomClan's Waking members and it's not uncommon to see every centimeter of the warm stone occupied by a snoozing cat. In the mornings, before the stone has time to warm up, the deputy (or most senior warrior, if the deputy is Dreaming) uses this stone to make announcements or organize patrols as it has a good vantage over the rest of camp.

The Dreamer's den is the largest and is reserved for Ghosts not fully in the waking. The Dreamer's den is inside a large rhododendron shrub: a thick and dense structure that provides a cave-like space with plenty of room for nests. During the spring and summer, it is covered with aromantic pink blossoms and it keeps its leaves in the winter, giving the den year-round protection from the elements. The interior is so large, it can get chilly, but Ghosts are rather hardy and can tolerate lower temperatures-- especially when fully crossed over. Many of the nests are clumped near the base of the shrub are it is every cat's duty to keep the nests clean and ready for the next Dreamer. The nests closest to the trunk are typically reserved for cats that are entirely crossed over, while cats that are Dreamwalking or Blurred should politely take nests further from the center.

The Dreamer's den is located at the far back of camp, closest to the rivers, and the rhododendron blossoms provide a backdrop for the entire camp when they're flowering, while the evergreen leaves shield their camp from the view of the borders even in the middle of leaf-bare.

A small space within the Dreamer's den is set aside for cats who Blur for long periods of time. A broken branch provides the backbone for this den and over the moons, cats have woven sticks and fern fronds into the walls to create a room entirely separate from the Dreamer's den. It is very dark inside this space and the layers of woven walls muffle the sounds from the rest of the Clan. There is only room for two nests in this space-- they usually are not occupied, as few cats choose to Blur for longer than a day or two. Cats that have stayed awake far too long and must sleep for many days to recharge may also use this space.

A smaller den, the Waking den, is used by cats that are Dreamless-- that is, true sleep without crossing over. A tangle of vines covering a dead shrub shelter the Waking den. Prickly briars often poke through the roof, despite the Clan's attempts to keep them trimmed, and it provides little protection in the winter. Ghosts sometimes move to the edges of the Dreamer's den then, to preserve warmth, even if they're Dreamless.

Apprentices and Elders use the same spaces, as they are Ghosts and can cross over, Blur, or Dreamwalk just like any other member of PhantomClan. The healers, likewise, follow these sleeping arrangements, though in the days are often found near the healer's den: a hollowed log behind the nursery's slate stone. PhantomClan's herbs are stored here, and there's just enough space to quarantine one or two ill cats within the hollowed space: Ghosts are hardy, though, and rarely fall ill; even if they do sicken, it's unlikely the illness will spread to other Ghosts and so PhantomClan is less strict with their quarantine procedures than other Clans might be. PhantomClan usually has two healers so they can alternate shifts between the Waking and the Dream.

THE DREAM

The Dream is a mirror of the Waking world, but slightly... off. Trees are much larger, plants grow more quickly, animals are more aggressive-- even prey have dangerous defenses in the Dream. When fully crossed over, Ghosts are just as corporeal in the Dream as in the Waking: they can touch leaves, be soaked by rain, feel hunger and thirst, be wounded. A cat's body in the Dream is a separate entity from their body in the Waking: one can be blinded in the Waking and still have full sight in the Dream, or be peppered with painful beestings in one world and go about normally in the other. Some cats even have slightly different pelt colors or patterns in the Dream; many are much stronger and larger in their Dreaming bodies, a necessary adaptation to survive in the dangerous Dreamworld.

Time in the Dream is also different. There's no set day or night: some days might last only hours, sometimes many days in the Waking will elapse before the sun rises. Seasons are likewise irregular, though rarely extreme: winters and snows tend to be mild, as do summer heat waves. Most of the time, the Dream is a perfectly average temperature. Storms are usually quick and violent, coming quickly and departing just as fast.

The Dream also doesn't do colors very well. Most everything is desaturated and dull, more a greyscale with hints of color than anything you'd describe as "green" or "blue". The sunlight also never gets very bright: even on cloudless days, it feels overcast, with the boundaries between light and shadow blurred and indistinct, never sharply defined. The sunlight can vary from almost normal yellow, to oranges and red that tint the world pink, to its unique violet sunsets, where everything is washed with an eerie blue-grey glow.

PhantomClan's territory is mirrored in the Dream: the river and the Clans beyond lie to the north and west here. In the Dream, the water's flow isn't always confined to the riverbanks: sometimes, it defies logic and flows in a ribbon far above the earth, other times it changes course, disappearing into the banks like a ghost itself, flowing in and out of the earth like the ground doesn't exist. Rarely, the river disappears entirely. Either way, it isn't a barrier like in the Waking, and PhantomClan's cats must constantly be on their guard in the Dream. The river's mercurial nature, however, does make it easier for PhantomClan's Ghosts to patrol the other Clan's territories in the Dream, as is their duty, to ensure nothing dangerous crosses back into the Waking.

PELT AND PATTERN
Black and white cats are very common
Chocolate is somewhat common
Cinnamon are uncommon
All dilute pelts are rare (grey, lilac, fawn)
Tortoiseshells and calicos are very rare
Orange and cream are very rare to never present

Solids are very common
Pointed patterns (tabby and solid) are common
Silvering and smokes are somewhat common
Ticked tabbies are uncommon
Classic tabbies are uncommon
Golden cats are rare
Spotted tabbies are rare


ALLEGIANCES

Speaker: Flamestorm - A mottled ginger she-cat with black dapples and white paws. She has sharp yellow eyes. An upbeat she-cat that wears many masks, she is a master at changing her personality and demeanor quickly and flawlessly.

Leader: Spiderstar - A long-legged black tom with lighter tabby points. His front paws have white boots and he has a white tail-tip. He has green eyes, but the left is foggy and blind, with a scar dominating that side of his face. A wise tom, he holds a lot of knowledge and rarely forgets something he'd heard before.

Deputy: Gloomwolf - A black she-cat with a single white patch on her left shoulder. She has amber eyes. She has notably long fangs and large paws. A cat of few words, she isn't one to ignore. She's both strong and sneaky, and has a strong connection to the Dream.

Healer: Timberblaze - A chocolate tom with lighter tabby points and amber eyes.
    Bumblespirit - A silver tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
    Leafpaw - A tortoiseshell she-cat with grey eyes. Previously ShadowClan. Hollow, non-Ghost. Sister of Muddypaw.
    Chivepaw - A black smoke tabby she-cat with silvery flecks and green eyes. 

    Cinderleap - A black smoke tom with amber eyes. 
    Petaldawn - A small ginger she-cat with white flecks and paws and green eyes. A quiet she-cat, but she knows how to stand up for herself. Uually a timid and reserved cat, she has a protective side and can be vicious when provoked. Empty. Previously from BlossomClan, mate to Murkstep, mother of Flamestorm and Whisperfrost.
    Ebonysoul - A black she-cat with a white tail-tip and amber eyes. A egotistical cat that has main character syndrome: she has the strongest connection to the Dream in known history, and made herself a Soul when she was an apprentice. She chafes at the rules of the Clan, breaking them when she wants to, and spends a lot of time wandering past the borders of PhantomClan territory.
    Hazelshade -
    Murkstep -
    Mousescreech -
    Echodusk -
    Whisperfrost -

Muddypaw - A cinnamon classic tabby tom with amber eyes. He has darker, solid paws. Previously ShadowClan. Ghost. Brother of Leafpaw.

[[ I promise this is a basic Clan that can be slotted into any situation. Yes yes. ]]


ABOUT

StormClan was born of rain, the rumble of thunder in their throats and the taste of copper on their tongues. Their paws tingle in anticipation of the next strike. The other Clans must remember to respect the storm, otherwise, StormClan's cats will remind them why they must fear it.

StormClan's cats are known for their aggressive policies. They are known for striking first and asking questions later and also for preempting hostilities with attacks of their own to catch their enemies off guard. Stealing prey from other territories is... not quite encouraged, but it isn't discouraged either, and many cats will brag about catching prey across borders. They value strength, pride and doing anything it takes to get an advantage for their Clan, which often paints them as the villains in other's stories. StormClan's cats are fiercely loyal and protective of their own.

As for general pelt types, most of StormClan have patched or mottled pelts rather than solids, though black solids are somewhat common. Oranges are somewhat rare, and tortoiseshells and calicos of this Clan tend to be more black and white than orange. Their Clan favors cinnamons over chocolates, and many cats are cinnamon carriers. They tend towards short fur and have strong hind legs for jumping after birds. Eye color is highly variable.

StormClan's most common prey are birds. Their open forest type makes it difficult for StormClan's cats to stalk ground prey, like squirrels, rabbits, or rodents-- though these are present, many cats prefer not to master this difficult hunting method and stick to hunting birds instead. StormClan's second most common prey type is actually fish: the river that creates one of their borders is rich in fish, and all StormClan's cats are taught how to fish, though few specialize in it. Waterfoul are trophy prey items and are only hunted for an apprentice's warrior naming ceremony or when the Clan is low on other prey items; the Clan is very careful not to overhunt the fat waterfoul, saving their populations for future generations or times of need.

TERRITORY

StormClan's territory is mostly comprised of forest, though the undergrowth is thin and there is great distance between the trees, leaving space for long grasses and flowery meadows to rise in the sunny gaps.

Nearly every autumn heralds fire. Lightning spits from heavy, rainless clouds, setting StormClan's forest ablaze and scything down any saplings and bushes that may have tried to take root in the many clearings. The trees themselves: large, fire resistant sorts, hardy cherries and oaks with thick bark and tall trunks, are charred, but spared from the worst of the damage as the forest floor burns hot, but quick.

CAMP

StormClan's camp lies at the widest end of a ravine. A tumble of rocks provides a path out from the steepest part, while the other end narrows into a tunnel of ferns that creates a gentle ramp-- a winding path that eventually grows level with the ravine's sides. The ravine's walls protect the camp from the fires, letting a patch of thicker brush and bramble grow, though the Clan must be careful to prune away dead or dry brush else sparks from the fires above will catch the entire camp ablaze.

The nursery is secreted away in the rockslide in the far end of the ravine, between two large stones and surrounded by arching ferns. Beside it is the warrior's den: a large, squat cedar brush that somehow managed to flourish in the shaded southern area of camp. The apprentices sleep beside a tumble of smaller stones, behind a curtain of mosses.

A rusted, metal car hood shelters the medicine cat's den with plenty of space underneath for sick cats to shelter, though the medicine cats themselves usually sleep on top of the hood in the open air; the hood is the best place for sunning, though the medicine cats can get annoyed if too many cat's paws are pattering above their heads when they are trying to work.

The elder's den is nearer to the entrance, under thick honeysuckle shrub. The leader's den is beneath a massive, flat boulder that sticks out of the side of the ravine at an angle, making a small cave beneath; the leader usually makes announcements from the tumble of rocks above the nursery at the end of the ravine. Fresh-kill is stored in the center of camp, where a pair of witch hazel trees snarl their roots.

ALLEGIANCES

LEADER:
Lightningstar - A white molly with jagged cinnamon markings and amber eyes. A young leader without much experience, she sometimes struggles to see the big picture. Many cats in the Clan concider her name to herald good fortune through her leadership. She can be hot-headed and quick to jump into action: she believes leadership means protecting those weaker than she is no matter the cost.

DEPUTY:
Brackenleap - A grey tom with very pale, long tabby markings across his spine and neck. His tail is ringed and he has blue eyes. A senior warrior and Lightningstar's old mentor, he's the voice of reason and caution in the Clan. Despite many younger cats complaining of his stuffiness, they are all grateful of the stability Brackenleap provides to StormClan. An easygoing tom that can be a bit forgetful, but is able to adapt to anything.

HEALERS:
Rookberry - A pitch black tom with white front paws, a white mask, and one white ear. He has green eyes. Despite his many moons as StormClan's healer, Rookberry wanders through life in constant awe of the world around him. He can be eccentric, pushing heavily into the spiritual involvement in healing. Despite --or perhaps because of-- his willful naivite, nothing can phase the old healer; he always seems to know what will happen before it does and his warnings are always to be heeded, even if he delivers them lightly.

Firepatch - A calico she-cat --mostly black and white, but with a bright ginger mask over her face and yellow eyes. Antisocial and snappish, she isn't one for pleasantries and cuts straight to the point. She enjoys doing her work alone when possible. While she finds it difficult to set aside her selfishness, she takes great pride in her ability to heal and does everything she can to avoid negative feedback.

Featherpaw - A long-furred white she-cat with grey tabby dapples and amber eyes. Once an alley cat in the nearby twolegplace, Featherpaw is old for an apprentice at over fourty moons of age, but she refuses a warrior's name until her training is complete. She already had some knowledge of herbs from her past and helped Rookberry find catmint in the gardens when a greencough outbreak occurred last spring. She followed him to StormClan to lend a paw and decided to stay with the Clan. She had no interest in warrior duties and so is training to be a healer.

WARRIORS:
Cloudyeye - An older black tabby tom. His left eye is yellow while his right is white and blind. Age hasn't given this tomcat wisdom-- if anything, he's gotten more reckless, picking fights and instigating trouble wherever he can find it. He is short tempered and most cats find him difficult to be around, even by StormClan's standards. He is overprotective of his one surviving kin, Ravenpaw.

Spottedflame - A dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes. One of the best hunters in StormClan, she enjoys being in the spotlight and craves attention. She has a scratchy voice from the smoke of many StormClan fires since she often volunteers to be part of the rescue or scout teams.

Icetail - A bright white tom with very pale grey points and amber eyes. He has an exceptionally long tail. Everything he does is over the top, giving 110% to every task. He is not punctual and often spends the entire day perfecting a single task. Icetail can be petty and holds grudges for others small mistakes. He is the cat for the job if it isn't urgent and needs to be done well; he is often in charge of prepping the camp for fire season.

Oakwhisker - A white tom with cinnamon dapples and amber eyes. He has exceptionally long whiskers and a keen sense of smell; easily the best tracker in the entire Clan. Oakwhisker avoids deep conversation and keeps private, so many cats don't know much about him at all. He's mild and uninspiring. His best friend is from another Clan and is the only cat he confides in.

Shellclaw - A white tom with a black tuxedo and green eyes. A broad-shouldered cat with sharp claws, half rogue. He enforces the Code to the letter and abhors StormClan's "tradition" of stealing prey from weaker Clans. Often belittled for his half-Clan heritage, Shellclaw has scars from fights provoked by his Clanmates when he was a young warrior. Now, he's found a place of respect in the Clan-- mostly because he's grown into a capable warrior others are too scared to fight.

Ashfeather - A dark grey molly with lighter grey speckles and bright green eyes. A thin and sickly cat, she's always suffering from some cough or injury. She is hard to be around as she's always complaining and tired on patrol; she mostly hunts alone or helps around camp where she can. A petty cat, Ashfeather is quick to hold a grudge for small inconvieniences, disliking Featherpaw for her name.

Sparrowshade - A dark chocolate tabby molly with green eyes and long claws. 

APPRENTICES

Ravenpaw - A black tabby she-cat with white spotting and green eyes.

Emberpaw - A cinnamon smoke tom with blue eyes. He has white paws and a bright white blaze on his chest. 


FAMILY TREES

Squirrelnose + Riverheart = Oakwhisker, Lightningstar; Emberpaw
Duskflame + Gorsefur = Cloudyeye, Brindlefoot
Brindlefoot + Windfrost = Ravenpaw, Silverpaw
Maud + Redfoot = Shellclaw, Pokey, Wilbur

This is an old clan of mine. Please don't use without permission.